When I die, I shall soar with angels, and when I die to the angels, what I shall become you cannot imagine.
Woman is the light of God.
Whatever purifies you is the correct road.
On the way there is no harder pass than this: fortunate is he who does not carry envy as a companion.
There is a voice that doesn’t use words. Listen.
A white flower grows in the quietness. Let your tongue become that flower.