I smile like a flower not only with my lips but with my whole being.

The mind says there is nothing beyond the physical world; the HEART says there is, and I've been there many times.

There is no way into Presence except through a love exchange.

You are the root of heaven, the morning star, the bright moon, the house of endless Love

Wisdom is like the rain. Its source is unlimited, but it comes down according to the season. Grocers put sugar in a bag, but their supply of sugar is not the amount in the bag. When you come to a grocer, he has sugar in abundance. But he sees how much money you have brought and gives accordingly. Your currency on this Path is resolution and faith, and you are taught according to your resolution and faith. When you come seeking sugar, they examine your bag to see what its capacity is; then they measure out accordingly.

But listen to me. For one moment quit being sad. Hear blessings dropping their blossoms around you.

When the rose is gone and the garden faded you will no longer hear the nightingale's song. The Beloved is all; the lover just a veil. The Beloved is living; the lover a dead thing. If love withholds its strengthening care, the lover is left like a bird without care, the lover is left like a bird without wings. How will I be awake and aware if the light of the Beloved is absent? Love wills that this Word be brought forth.