All is known in the sacredness of silence.

Through Love all that is bitter will be sweet, Through Love all that is copper will be gold, Through Love all dregs will become wine, through Love all pain will turn to medicine.

I will conquer the whole world and fill it with myself

Anyone who genuinely and consistently with both hands look for something, will find it.

The spiritual path wrecks the body And afterwards restores it to health. It destroys the house to unearth the treasure, And with that treasure builds it better than before.

You are quaffing drink from a hundred fountains: whenever any of these hundred yields less, your pleasure is diminished. But when the sublime fountain gushes from within you, no longer need you steal from the other fountains.

Sing to me in the silence of your heart and I will rise up to hear your triumphant song.