Burdens are the foundations of ease and bitter things the forerunners of pleasure.
A white flower grows in the quietness. Let your tongue become that flower.
One drop of that ocean is Hope, and the rest is fear.
Beg of God the removal of envy, that God may deliver you from externals, and bestow upon you an inward occupation, which will absorb you so that your attention is not drawn away.
Nothing I say can explain to you Divine Love Yet all of creation cannot seem to stop talking about it.
Do not sit long with a sad friend. When you go to a garden do you look at the weeds? Spend more time with the roses and jasmines.