This place is a dream. Only a sleeper considers it real. Then death comes like dawn, and you wake up laughing at what you thought was your grief.

Ecstatic Love is an ocean, and the Milky Way is a flake of foam floating on it.

We are the mirror - As well as the face in it.

If you become a helper of hearts, springs of wisdom will flow from your heart.

You can accomplish a hundred other things but if you do not accomplish the one thing for which you have been sent, it will be as if you have done nothing.

Inside a Lover's Heart,there's another world,and yet another.

I am your own voice echoing off the walls of God