I want a heart which is split, part by part, because of the pain of separation from God, so that I might explain my longing and complaint to it.

I have no companion but Love, no beginning, no end, no dawn. The Soul calls from within me: 'You, ignorant of the way of Love, set Me free.'

Every leaf that grows will tell you: what you sow will bear fruit, so if you have any sense my friend, don't plant anything but Love.

Don't you know yet? It is your Light that lights the worlds.

Beauty is the garden scent of roses, murmuring water flowing gently...Can words describe the indescribable?

You cannot learn about Love, LOVE appears on the wings of grace.

Because the Beloved wants to know, unseen things become manifest. Hiding is the hidden purpose of creation.