Through Love all that is bitter will be sweet, Through Love all that is copper will be gold, Through Love all dregs will become wine, through Love all pain will turn to medicine.

You have been walking the ocean's edge, holding up your robes to keep them dry. You must dive naked under and deeper under, a thousand times deeper. Love flows down. The ground submits to the sky and suffers what comes. Tell me, is the earth worse for giving in like that? Do not put blankets over the drum. Open completely.

If you wish to be a mine of jewels, open the deep ocean within your heart.

Let Silence speak to you about the secrets of the universe.

If you could get rid of yourself just once, the secret of secrets would open to you. The face of the unknown, hidden beyond the universe would appear on the mirror of your perception.

What is a tiny insignificant seed that, when Spring arrives, It should not be annihilated for a tree to arrive.

The soul is here for its own joy.