In the sea of love, I melt like salt Faith, Doubt - they both dissolve. A star is opening in my heart . The worlds turn in it.

You lack a foot to travel? Then journey into yourself - that leads to transformation of dust into pure gold.

Nightingales are put in cages because their songs give pleasure. Whoever heard of keeping a crow?

Don't run away from grief, o’ soul/ Look for the remedy inside the pain/ because the rose came from the thorn/ and the ruby came from a stone.

There's no one with intelligence in this town except that man over there playing with the children, the one riding the stick horse. He has keen, fiery insight and vast dignity like the night sky, but he conceals it in the madness of child's play.

Without love, all worship is a burden, all dancing is a chore, all music is mere noise.

Work in the invisible world at least as hard as you do in the visible.