Joy lives concealed in grief.
Our purpose here on earth: to manifest the very nature of our spirit, which is touched by the spirit of God.
Woman is the light of God.
When someone critises or disagrees with you, a small ant of hatred and antagonism is born in your heart. If you do not squash that ant at once, it might grow into a snake, or even a dragon.
There's hidden sweetness in the stomach's emptiness.
The sweetness and delights of the resting-place are in proportion to the pain endured on the Journey. Only when you suffer the pangs and tribulations of exile will you truly enjoy your homecoming.