In each moment the fire rages, it will burn away a hundred veils. And carry you a thousand steps toward your goal.

And so it is, that both the Devil and the angelic Spirit present us with objects of desire to awaken our power of choice.

Love is that flame that once kindled burns everything, and only the mystery and the journey remain.

Tis easy to break an idol, very easy: to regard the self as easy to subdue is folly, folly.

Love is not written on paper, for paper can be erased. Nor is it etched on stone, for stone can be broken. But it is inscribed on a heart and there it shall remain forever.

We carry inside us the wonders we seek outside us.

Be empty of worrying. Think of who created thought! Why do you stay in prison When the door is so wide open?