Come into my eyes, and look at me through them, for I have chosen a home far beyond what eyes can see.

When you eventually see through the veils to how things really are, you will keep saying again and again, this is certainly not like we thought it was.

Today I am wise, so I am changing myself.

Every bird will follow it's specie.

When you are with everyone but me, you're with no one. When you are with no one but me, you're with everyone. Instead of being so bound up with everyone, be everyone. When you become that many, you're nothing. Empty.

Asleep or awake, writing or reading, whatever you do, you must never be without the remembrance of God.

Judge the moth by the beauty of the candle