Let your Teacher be Love itself.

Your thoughts are a veil on the face of the Moon. That Moon is your heart, and those thoughts cover your heart. So let them go, just let them fall into the water.

You can accomplish a hundred other things but if you do not accomplish the one thing for which you have been sent, it will be as if you have done nothing.

For without you, I swear, the town Has become like a prison to me. Distraction and the mountain And the desert, all I desire.

A wealth you cannot imagine flows through you. Do not consider what strangers say. Be secluded in your secret heart-house, that bowl of silence.

Iron was black and sheenless, but cleansing and polishing washed away its blackness.

LOVE will lay a carpet of treasures under your feet.