Seek for the truth from the heart which is empty of thought.

The life of this transitory world is the expectation of death: to renounce life is to escape from the expectation of annihilation.

The rosary in the hand, repentance on the lips, and the heart full of sinful longings-sin itself laughs at our repentance!

When poison becomes a habit, it ceases to injure: make your soul gradually acquainted with death.

If I am mad, then who on the face of the earth is sane? If you are sane, then there is no madman in the world.

The wave is ignorant of the true nature of the sea: how can the temporal comprehend the eternal?

To the seeker after pearls, silence is a speaking argument, for no breath comes forth from the diver of the sea.