This world is in deep trouble, from top to bottom. But it can be swiftly healed by the balm of love.

There is no Love greater than Love with no object. For then you, yourself, have become love, itself.

My place is the Placeless, my trace is the Traceless ; 'Tis neither body nor soul, for I belong to the soul of the Beloved. I have put duality away, I have seen that the two worlds are one; One I seek, One I know, One I see, One I call.

We've given up making a living, its all this crazy love poetry now!

Something opens our wings. Something makes boredom and hurt disappear. Someone fills the cup in front of us: We taste only sacredness.

Everything about yesterday has gone with yesterday. Today, it is needed to say new things.

When you eventually see through the veils to how things really are, you will keep saying again and again, this is certainly not like we thought it was.