Joy lives concealed in grief.

Each and every part of the world is a snare for the fool and a means of deliverance for the wise.

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.

Your happy songs bring to me the scent of Heaven. Please keep singing!

Join the community of saints and know the delight of your own Soul. Enter the ruins of your Heart and Learn the Meaning of Humility.

I am not from east or west not up from the ground or out of the ocean my place is placeless a trace of the traceless I belong to the beloved

For sixty years I have been forgetful every minute, but not for a second has this flowing toward me stopped or slowed.