Daylight, full of small dancing particles and the one great turning, our souls are dancing with you, without feet, they dance. Can you see them when I whisper in your ear? All day and night, music, a quiet, bright reedsong. If it fades, we fade.

Even though you tie a hundred knots, the string remains one.

Whatever sorrow shakes from your heart, far better things will take their place.

Love has come to rule and transform; Stay awake, my heart, stay awake.

The only thing that will keep you from finding that which you seek is calling off the search.

Even though you're not equipped, keep searching: equipment isn't necessary on the way to the Lord.

The heart has its own language. The heart knows a hundred thousand ways to speak.