There is a way between voice and presence, where information flows. In disciplined silence it opens; with wandering talk it closes.

If you put your soul against the oar with me, the power that made the universe will enter your sinew from a source not outside of your limbs, but from a holy realm that lives within us.

I said, “I just want to know you and then disappear.” She said, “Knowing me does not mean dying.

I have put duality away. I have seen the two worlds are one.

Bathe in the splendor of your own Light.

How will you know the difficulties of being human, if you are always flying off to blue perfection? Where will you plant your grief seeds? Workers need ground to scrape and hoe, not the sky of unspecified desire.

Many have been led astray by the Qur'an: by clinging to that rope many have fallen into the well. There is no fault in the rope, O perverse man, for it was you who had no desire to reach the top.