You are the soul of the soul of the universe, and your name is Love.

Whoever brought me here will have to take me home.

What comes, will go. What is found, will be lost again. But what you are is beyond coming and going and beyond description.

You think you are alive because you breathe air? Shame on you, that you are alive in such a limited way. Don't be without Love, so you won't feel dead. Die in Love and stay alive forever.

When you do things from your soul, you feel a river moving in you, a joy.

Your thoughts are a veil on the face of the Moon. That Moon is your heart, and those thoughts cover your heart. So let them go, just let them fall into the water.

On the way there is no harder pass than this: fortunate is he who does not carry envy as a companion.