The result of my life is no more than three words: I was raw, I became cooked, I was burnt.
Don't be sad! Because God sends hope in the most desperate moments. Don't forget, the heaviest rain comes out of the darkest clouds.
Stop acting so small. You are the universe in ecstatic motion.
If you wish mercy, show mercy to the weak.
You must lance an ulcer to heal it. You must tear down parts of an old building to restore it, and so it is with a sensual life that has no spirit in it.
This silence, this moment, every moment, If it's genuinely inside you, brings what you need.