Sorrows are the rags of old clothes and jackets that serve to cover, and then are taken off. That undressing, and the beautiful naked body underneath, is the sweetness that comes after grief.

When you are dead, seek for your resting place not in the earth, but in the hearts of men.

Why are you so enchanted by this world, when a mine of gold lies within you?

The ground submits to the sky and suffers whatever comes. Tell me, is the Earth worse for giving in like that?

You know the value of every article of merchandise, but if you don't know the value of your own soul, it's all foolishness.

We are tasting the taste of eternity this minute.

Truth lifts the heart, like water refreshes thirst.