My beloved grows right out of my own heart. How much more union can there be.

When the light returns to its source, it takes nothing of what it has illuminated.

I was a thorn rushing to be with a rose, vinegar blending with honey… Then I found some dirt to make an ointment that would honor my soul… Love says, “You are right, but don’t claim these changes. Remember, I am wind. You are an ember I ignite.

Stop the words now. Open the window in the center of your chest, and let the spirits fly in and out.

For the water animals, the ocean is like a garden; for the land animals, it is death and pain.

When you resolve to become pious, the devil in your nature cries out at you, "Tread not those paths, O confused one; distress and poverty will overcome you. You will be despised, let down by friends, you will regret it." Dread of the devil has bound their souls; the cries of the devil are the drover of the damned; the call of the Lord is a guardian of the saints.

Appear as you are, or be as you appear.