Everyone sees the unseen in proportion to the clarity of his hear.
If there were no way into God, I would not have lain in the grave of this body so long.
I once had a thousand desires. But in my one desire to know you all else melted away.
I feel like the earth, astonished at fragrance borne in the air, made pregnant with mystery from a drop of rain.
When a man makes up a story for his child, he becomes a father and a child together, listening.
The world is a mirror, an imaging of Love's perfection.