I am filled with you. Skin, blood, bone, brain, and soul. There's no room for lack of trust, or trust. Nothing in this existence but that existence.

Whenever you are alone, remind yourself that God has sent everyone else away so that there is only you and Him.

People who repress desires often turn, suddenly, into hypocrites.

There is a basket of fresh bread on your head, yet you go door to door asking for crusts.

Don't be satisfied with stories, how things have gone with others. Unfold your own myth.

If you knew the secret of life, you too would choose no other companion but love.

Lo, for I to myself am unknown, now in God's name what must I do?