I am in the House of Mercy, and my heart is a place of prayer.

Work on your stony qualities and become resplendent like the ruby. Practice self-denial and accept difficulty. Always see infinite life in letting the self die. Your stoniness will decrease; your ruby nature will grow. The signs of self-existence will leave your body, and ecstasy will take you over.

Reason is the shadow cast by God; God is the sun.

When you resolve to become pious, the devil in your nature cries out at you, "Tread not those paths, O confused one; distress and poverty will overcome you. You will be despised, let down by friends, you will regret it." Dread of the devil has bound their souls; the cries of the devil are the drover of the damned; the call of the Lord is a guardian of the saints.

If you wish to be a mine of jewels, open the deep ocean within your heart.

Wherever you stand, be the soul of that place.

We rarely hear the inward music, but we're all dancing to it nevertheless.