A pure heart, open to the Light, will be filled with the elixir of Truth.

No longer a stranger, you listen all day to these crazy love-words. Like a bee you fill hundreds of homes with honey, though yours is a long flight from here.

You've come to know the fortunate and the inauspicious stars, but you don't know whether you yourself are fortunate or lucky.

Don't turn away. Keep your gaze on the bandaged place. That's where the light enters you.

Keep on knocking 'til the joy inside opens a window look to see who's there

We are as the flute, and the music in us is from thee; we are as the mountain and the echo in us is from thee.

My dear soul, flee from the worthless, stay close only to those with a pure heart. Like attracts like. A crow will lead you to the graveyard, a parrot to a lump of sugar.