There is no way into Presence except through a love exchange.
Those loves which are for the sake of a colour are not love. In the end they are a disgrace.
I searched for God and found only myself. I searched for myself and found only God.
Even when tied in a thousand knots, the string is still but one.
Sell your cleverness and buy bewilderment. Cleverness is mere opinion. Bewilderment brings intuitive knowledge.
Tree limbs rise and fall like the ecstatic arms of those who have submitted to the mystical life. Leaf sounds talk together like poets making fresh metaphors.