I want your sun to reach my raindrops, so your heat can raise my soul upward like a cloud.

Two there are who are never satisfied -- the lover of the world and the lover of knowledge.

Give up to grace. The ocean takes care of each wave 'til it gets to shore. You need more help than you know.

You've been walking the ocean's edge, holding up your robes to keep them dry. You must dive naked under, and deeper under, a thousand times deeper!

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.

You may learn to imitate a birdcall, but do you experience what the nightingale feels for the rose?

With passion pray. With passion make love. With passion eat and drink and dance and play. Why look like a dead fish in this ocean of God?