The soul is here for its own joy.
Most people guard against going into the fire, and so end up in it.
When you feel a peaceful joy, that's when you are near truth.
I was a thorn rushing to be with a rose, vinegar blending with honey… Then I found some dirt to make an ointment that would honor my soul… Love says, “You are right, but don’t claim these changes. Remember, I am wind. You are an ember I ignite.
Half-heartedne ss doesn't reach into majesty.
Love is an open secret, the most obvious thing in the world and the most hidden, with no why to how it keeps its mystery.