Let your Teacher be Love itself.

Love is from the infinite, and will remain until eternity. The seeker of love escapes the chains of birth and death. Tomorrow, when resurrection comes, The heart that is not in love will fail the test.

There is no way into Presence except through a love exchange.

You fill yourself with the sharp pain of love, rather than its fulfillment.

Limp along until your legs are spent, and you fall flat and your energy is drained. Then the grace of the Divine will lift you.

I become a waterwheel, turning and tasting you, as long as water moves.

Don't grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form.