If only you knew what bliss I find in being nothing.

The soul is here for its own joy.

Love is a madman, working his wild schemes, tearing off his clothes, running through the mountains...

Start a huge, foolish project, like Noah…it makes absolutely no difference what people think of you.

For sixty years I have been forgetful every minute, but not for a second has this flowing toward me stopped or slowed.

Love is from the infinite, and will remain until eternity.

Speak little, learn the words of eternity. Go beyond your tangled thoughts and find the splendor of paradise.