If thou has not seen the devil, look at thine own self.

There is a candle in your heart, ready to be kindled. There is a void in your soul, ready to be filled. You feel it, don't you?

Neither this body am I, nor soul, Nor these fleeting images passing by, Nor concepts and thoughts, mental images, Nor yet sentiments and the psyche's labyrinth. Who then am I? A consciousness without origin, Not born in time, nor begotten here below. I am that which was, is and ever shall be, A jewel in the crown of the Divine Self, A star in the firmament of the luminous One.

No one knows what makes the soul wake up so happy! Maybe a dawn breeze has blown the veil from the face of God.

No sickness worse than imagining thyself to be perfect can afflict thy soul.

I am your moon and your moonlight too I am your flower garden and your water too I have come all this way, eager for you Without shoes or shawl I want you to laugh To kill all your worries To love you To nourish you.

Be drunk with Love, for Love is all that exists. Where is intimacy found if not in the give and take of Love.