Iron was black and sheenless, but cleansing and polishing washed away its blackness.

I am pure light, not just a fistful of clay. The shell is not me, I came as the royal pearl within. Look at me not with outward eye but with inward vision of the heart; Follow me there and see how unencumbered we become.

This is what love does and continues to do. It tastes like honey to adults and milk to children.

While still in the cage of your being behold the spirit bird before it flies away.

Love possesses seven hundred wings, and each one extends from the highest heaven to the lowest earth.

Return from existence to nonexistence. You are seeking the Lord and you belong to him. Nonexistence is a place of income; flee it not. This existence of more and less is a place of expenditure.

Be drunk with Love, for Love is all that exists. Where is intimacy found if not in the give and take of Love.