Why am I seeking? I am the same as he. His essence speaks through me. I have been looking for myself

No better love than love with no objective, no more satisfying work than work with no purpose. If you could give up tricks and cleverness, that would be the cleverest trick!

Love is the sea where intellect drowns.

Patience is the key to joy.

How will you know the difficulties of being human, if you are always flying off to blue perfection? Where will you plant your grief seeds? Workers need ground to scrape and hoe, not the sky of unspecified desire.

When someone critises or disagrees with you, a small ant of hatred and antagonism is born in your heart. If you do not squash that ant at once, it might grow into a snake, or even a dragon.

Do not grieve over any joy that has gone forever, for it will return to you in another form, know that for sure.