The lovers of God never run out of patience, for they know that time is needed for the crescent moon to become full.
If all you can do is crawl, start crawling.
Little by little, wean yourself. This is the gist of what I have to say. From an embryo whose nourishment comes in the blood, move to an infant drinking milk, to a child on solid food, to a searcher after wisdom, to a hunter of invisible game.
The pure heart is a spotless mirror in which images of infinite beauty are reflected.
If you # love love, look for yourself.
Discard yourself and thereby regain yourself. Spread the trap of humility and ensnare love.