Love possesses seven hundred wings, and each one extends from the highest heaven to the lowest earth.
When you eventually see through the veils to how things really are, you will keep saying again and again, this is certainly not like we thought it was.
Love’s secret is always lifting its head out from under the covers, “Here I am!”
Beauty surrounds us.
Last night I learned how to be a lover of God. To live in this world and call nothing my own.
If thou wilt be observant and vigilant, thou wilt see at every moment the response to thy action. Be observant if thou wouldst have a pure heart, for something is born to thee in consequence of every action.