Who says the eternal being does not exist? Who says the sun has gone out? Someone who climbs up on the roof and closes his eyes tight, and says, I don't see anything.

But meditate now on steadfastness and clarity, and let those be the wings that lift and soar through the celestial spheres.

Very little grows on jagged rock. Be ground. Be crumbled, so wildflowers will come up where you are.

Once you conquer your selfish self, all your darkness will change to light.

How should Spring bring forth a garden on hard stone? Become earth, that you may grow flowers of many colors. For you have been heart-breaking rock. Once, for the sake of experiment, be earth!

Humble yourself, you’ll grow greater than the world.Your Self will be revealed to you, without you.

Wherever you are, and whatever you do, be in love.