The love religion is all that is written here.
Whenever they rebuild an old building, they must first of all destroy the old one.
Everyone sees the unseen in proportion to the clarity of his heart, and that depends upon how much he has polished it. Whoever has polished it more sees more - more unseen forms become manifest to him.
Today I am wise, so I am changing myself.
Love is the soul's light, the taste of morning, no me, no we, no claim of being.
In real existence there is only unity.