Physical existence is so cramped.We grow old and bent over like embryos.Nine months passes;it is time to be born. The lamb wants to graze green daylight. There are ways of being born twice,of coming to where you fly,not individually like birds, but as the sun moves with his bride,sincerity.

Gratitude is the wine for the soul. Go on. Get drunk.

Whosoever knoweth the power of the dance, dwelleth in God.

If reason dominates in man, he rises higher than angels. If lust overpowers man, he descends lower than the beast.

Why, when God's world is so big, did you fall asleep in a prison, of all places?

You're not a drop in the ocean. You are the entire ocean in a drop.

Burdens are the foundations of ease and bitter things the forerunners of pleasure.