When someone beats a rug, the blows are not against the rug, but against the dust in it.
The fault is in the one who blames. Spirit sees nothing to criticize.
There goes a river dragging an ocean behind it.
It is Love that holds everything together, and it is the everything also.
Listen. Make a way for yourself inside yourself. Stop looking in the other way of looking.
The wine of this fleeting world caused your head to ache.