Work on your stony qualities and become resplendent like the ruby. Practice self-denial and accept difficulty. Always see infinite life in letting the self die. Your stoniness will decrease; your ruby nature will grow. The signs of self-existence will leave your body, and ecstasy will take you over.

If you are irritated by every rub, how will your mirror be polished?

Let a thousand wrangling desires become one Love.

Silence is the language of God, all else is poor translation.

A lover's life lies in death. You shall not find a heart without losing the heart.

Love is that flame that once kindled burns everything, and only the mystery and the journey remain.

There is a voice that doesn’t use words. Listen.