The lamps are different, but the Light is the same. One matter, one energy, one Light, one Light-mind, endlessly emanating all things.

What I most want is to spring out of this personality, then to sit apart from that leaping. I've lived too long where I can be reached.

Your legs will get heavy and tired. Then comes a moment of feeling the wings you've grown, lifting.

To become spiritual, you must die to self, and come alive in the Lord. Only then will the mysteries of God fall from your lips. To die to self through self-discipline causes suffering but brings you everlasting life.

Fling me across the fabric of time and the seas of space. Make me nothing and from nothing-everything.

God's purpose for man is to acquire a seeing eye and an understanding heart.

Whoever finds love beneath hurt and grief disappears into emptiness with a thousand new disguises