There's no one with intelligence in this town except that man over there playing with the children, the one riding the stick horse. He has keen, fiery insight and vast dignity like the night sky, but he conceals it in the madness of child's play.

Lo, for I to myself am unknown, now in God's name what must I do?

There is my body, in it an ocean formed of his glory, all the creation, all the universes, all the galaxies, are lost in it.

Your legs will get heavy and tired. Then comes a moment of feeling the wings you've grown, lifting.

The testing of good and bad is in order that the gold may boil and bring the scum to the top.

A Breath of love can take you all the way to infinity

I have one small drop of knowing in my soul. Let it dissolve in your ocean.