The time has come to turn your heart into a temple of fire. Your essence is gold hidden in dust. To reveal its splendor you need to burn in the fire of love.

My heart is so small it's almost invisible. How can You place such big sorrows in it? "Look," He answered, "your eyes are even smaller, yet they behold the world.

One of the marvels of the world: The sight of a soul sitting in prison with the key in its hand.

Whenever they rebuild an old building, they must first of all destroy the old one.

All religions, all this singing, one song. The differences are just illusion and vanity. The sun’s light looks a little different on this wall than it does on that wall, and a lot different on this other one, but it’s still one light.

If you love someone, you are always joined with them--in joy, in absence, in solitude, in strife.

When one sense perceives the hidden, the invisible world becomes apparent to the whole.