I lost my hat while gazing at the moon, and then I lost my mind.

On the path of Love we are neither masters nor the owners of our lives. We are only a brush in the hand of the Master Painter.

There is a morning inside you waiting to burst open into light.

Sunlight fell upon the wall; the wall received a borrowed splendor. Why set your heart on a piece of earth, O simple one? Seek out the source which shines forever.

Don't seek the water; get thirst.

Yesterday was glory and joy. Today, a blackened burn everywhere. On the record of my life, these two days will be put down as one

Anyone who genuinely and consistently with both hands look for something, will find it.