Be helpless, dumbfounded, Unable to say yes or no. Then a stretcher will come from grace to gather us up. We are too dull-eyed to see that beauty. If we say we can, we’re lying. If we say No, we don’t see it, That No will behead us And shut tight our window onto spirit. So let us rather not be sure of anything, Beside ourselves, and only that, so Miraculous beings come running to help. Crazed, lying in a zero circle, mute, We shall be saying finally, With tremendous eloquence, Lead us. When we have totally surrendered to that beauty, We shall be a mighty kindness.

What a piece of bread looks like depends on whether you are hungry or not.

Love is language that cannot be said, or heard.

I am like the heaven, like the moon, like a candle by your glow; I am all reason, all love, all soul, by your soul.

He whose intellect overcomes his lust is higher than the angels; he whose lust overcomes his intelligence is less than an animal.

What is the Heart? A flower opening.

We carry inside us the wonders we seek outside us.