Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking. Live in silence.
Reason is like an officer when the king appears. The officer then loses his power and hides himself. Reason is the shadow cast by God; God is the sun.
The soul is here for its own joy.
The morning wind spreads its fresh smell. We must get up and take that in, that wind that lets us live. Breathe before it's gone.
There is a field beyond all notions of right and wrong. Come, meet me there.
Raise your words, not your voice.