We gather at night to celebrate being human. Sometimes we call out low to the tambourine. Fish drink the sea, but the sea does not get smaller! We eat the clouds and evening light. We are slaves tasting the royal wine.

The way to heaven is within. Shake the wings of love-when love's wings have become strong, there is no need to trouble about a ladder.

God gave you life and bestowed upon you his attributes; eventually you will return to him.

Lo, for I to myself am unknown, now in God's name what must I do?

At every moment, Love's voice talks to us from left and from right. All we have to do is to know how to listen.

Whoever is loved is beautiful, but the opposite is not true, that whoever is beautiful is loved.

Inside of us, there's a continual autumn. Our leaves fall and are blown out over the water.