What you seek is seeking you.
I know you're tired but come, this is the way.
I was dead, then alive. Weeping, then laughing. The power of love came into me, and I became fierce like a lion, then tender like the evening star.
When someone beats a rug, the blows are not against the rug, but against the dust in it.
Do you know what you are? You are a manuscript oƒ a divine letter. You are a mirror reflecting a noble face. This universe is not outside of you. Look inside yourself; everything that you want, you are already that.
You think of yourself as a citizen of the universe. You think you belong to this world of dust and matter. Out of this dust you have created a personal image, and have forgotten about the essence of your true origin
Caution not spirit, let it roam wild; for in that natural state dance embraces divine frequency.
Woman is the light of God.
You know how it goes: at some point in your life, you fell in love with someone and had a glimpse of God. Then you abandoned life and lover and started celebrating your love for God.
Do not seek water, get thirst.
A craftsman pulled a reed from the reedbed, cut holes in it, and called it a human being. Since then, it's been wailing a tender agony of parting, never mentioning the skill that gave it life as a flute
You can't stop dreaming just because the night never seems to end.
Wisdom sets you free; beliefs put you in a prison.
Knowledge might be good, but wisdom is wonderful.
Like a sculptor, if necessary, carve a friend out of stone. Realize that your inner sight is blind and try to see a treasure in everyone.
Lovers find secret places inside this violent world where they make transactions with beauty.
I will soothe you and heal you, I will bring you roses. I too have been covered with thorns.
You dance inside my chest, where no one sees you, but sometimes I do, and that sight becomes this art.
A wealth you cannot imagine flows through you. Do not consider what strangers say. Be secluded in your secret heart-house, that bowl of silence.
It is warmer here. Can you see the light? Trust it. It is safe. It has lived a long time. It has seen much more than you. You fight a demon that you once knew but the demon is already slain. And from the corner of your eye you will see the scattered, sacred fire reform again. Settle, settle. Peace, peace