If you don't try to fly and so break yourself apart, you will be broken open by death, when it's too late for all you could become.

You've gotten drunk on so many kinds of wine. Taste this. It won't make you wild. It's fire. Give up, if you don't understand by this time that your living is firewood.

Idle man, chases after fairy tales.

Once you conquer your selfish self, all your darkness will change to light.

You left and I cried tears of blood. My sorrow grows. Its not just that You left. But when You left my eyes went with You. Now, how will I cry?

How can I know anything about the past or the future, when the light of the Beloved shines only Now.

If only you knew what bliss I find in being nothing.