If you wish to shine like day, burn up the night of self-existence. Dissolve in the Being who is everything.

Every moment a taste of that beauty in our mouths, another stashed in a pocket. Impossible to say what: no cypress so handsome, no sunlight, a lonely hiddenness. Other pleasure gathers a crowd, starts a fight, lots of noise there. But soul beauty stays quiet..his amazing whereabouts unknown inside my heart.

My soul is from elsewhere, I'm sure of that, and I intend to end up there.

Indeed envy is a defect; worse than any other.

When someone mentions the gracefulness of the night sky, climb up on the roof and dance and say, like this?

Creatures are cups. The sciences and the arts and all branches of knowledge are inscriptions around the outside of the cups. When a cup shatters, the writing can no longer be read. The wine's the thing! The wine that's held in the mold of these physical cups. Drink the wine and know what lasts and what to love. The man who truly asks must be sure of two things: One, that he's mistaken in what he's doing or thinking now. And two, that there is a wisdom he doesn't know yet. Asking is half of knowing.

Carry the burden smilingly and cheerfully, because patience is the key to victory.