A moment of happiness, you and I sitting on the verandah, apparently two, but one in soul, you and I. We feel the flowing water of life here, you and I, with the garden's beauty and the birds singing. The stars will be watching us, and we will show them what it is to be a thin crescent moon. You and I unselfed, will be together, indifferent to idle speculation, you and I. The parrots of heaven will be cracking sugar as we laugh together, you and I. In one form upon this earth, and in another form in a timeless sweet land.

Tender words we spoke to one another are sealed in the secret vaults of heaven. One day like rain, they will fall to earth and grow green all over the world.

The body is not hidden from the soul, nor is the soul hidden from the body, and yet the soul is not for everyone to see.

I am weary of personal worrying, in love with the art of madness.

New organs of perception come into being as a result of necessity. Therefore, O man, increase your necessity, so that you may increase your perception.

If your thought is a rose, you are a rose garden; and if it is a thistle, you are fuel for the fire.

Beg of God the removal of envy, that God may deliver you from externals, and bestow upon you an inward occupation, which will absorb you so that your attention is not drawn away.