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.

Although you appear in earthly form Your essence is pure Consciousness. You are the fearless guardian of Divine Light.

For the water animals, the ocean is like a garden; for the land animals, it is death and pain.

The soul has been given its own ears to hear things mind does not understand.

Know then that the body is merely a garment. Go seek the wearer, not the cloak.

The world's flattery and hypocrisy is a sweet morsel: eat less of it, for it is full of fire. Its fire is hidden while its taste is manifest, but its smoke becomes visible in the end.

I said, “I just want to know you and then disappear.” She said, “Knowing me does not mean dying.