God's purpose for man is to acquire a seeing eye and an understanding heart.

What strange beings we are! That sitting in hell at the bottom of the dark, we're afraid of our own immortality.

We are pain and what cures pain, both. We are the sweet cold water and the jar that pours. I want to hold you close like a lute, so that we can cry out with loving. Would you rather throw stones at a mirror? I am your mirror and here are the stones.

Whatever you are looking for can only be found inside of you.

When you see the setting, wait for the rising. Why worry about a sunset or a fading moon?

Would you become a pilgrim on the road of love? The first condition is that you make yourself humble as dust and ashes.

That which is false troubles the heart, but truth brings joyous tranquility.