The time has come to turn your heart into a temple of fire. Your essence is gold hidden in dust. To reveal its splendor you need to burn in the fire of love.
Keep silent, because the world of silence is a vast fullness
The undisciplined man doesn't wrong himself alone- he sets fire to the whole world.
In Winter the bare boughs that seem to sleep Work covertly, preparing for their Spring.
That which is false troubles the heart, but truth brings joyous tranquility.
If the Beautiful One is not inside you, then what is that Light hidden under your cloak?