In Silence there is eloquence. Stop weaving and see how the pattern improves.

One day you will take me completely out of myself, I'll do what the angels cannot do. Your eyelash will write on my cheek the poem that hasn't been thought of.

My place is the Placeless, my trace is the Traceless ; 'Tis neither body nor soul, for I belong to the soul of the Beloved. I have put duality away, I have seen that the two worlds are one; One I seek, One I know, One I see, One I call.

To praise is to praise how one surrenders to the emptiness.

Break your pitcher against a rock. We don't need any longer to haul pieces of the ocean around.

A SEEING eye is better than three hundred blind men's: The eye can distinguish pearls from pebbles.

Don't run away from grief, o’ soul/ Look for the remedy inside the pain/ because the rose came from the thorn/ and the ruby came from a stone.