Learn to recognize the false dawn from the true; distinguish the color of the wine from the color of the cup. Then it may be that patience and time may produce, out of the spectrum-viewing sight, true vision, and you will behold colors other than these mortal hues, you will see pearls instead of stones. Pearls, did I say? Nay more, you will become a sea, you will become a sun traveling the sky.

Don't dismiss the heart, even if it's filled with sorrow. God's treasures are buried in broken hearts.

I have found the heart and will never leave This house of light.

Whatever posessions and objects of its desires the lower self may obtain, it hangs on to them, refusing to let them go out of greed for more, or out of fear of poverty and need.

Love is the water of life, jump into this water.

What hurts the soul? To live without tasting the water of its own essence.

Live life as if its rigged in your favor.