When you are with everyone but me, you're with no one. When you are with no one but me, you're with everyone. Instead of being so bound up with everyone, be everyone. When you become that many, you're nothing. Empty.

This is a subtle truth. Whatever you love, you are.

The soul which cannot endure fire and smoke won't find the Secret.

What in your life is calling you, When all the noise is silenced, The meetings adjourned... The lists laid aside, And the Wild Iris blooms By itself In the dark forest... What still pulls on your soul?

Every prophet and every saint has a way, But all lead to God. All ways are really one.

You've seen my descent, now watch my rising.

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.