My longing for you keeps me in this moment. My passion gives me courage.
Through love scraps of copper are turned to gold.
If you are a man of learning, read something classic, a history of the human struggle and don’t settle for mediocre verse.
Tree limbs rise and fall like the ecstatic arms of those who have submitted to the mystical life. Leaf sounds talk together like poets making fresh metaphors.
The leaf of every tree brings a message from the unseen world. Look, every falling leaf is a blessing.
Love is a tree; and lovers are its shade.
Learn to speak by listening.
Know the true definition of yourself. That is essential. Then, when you know your own definition, flee from it.
Inside you there’s an artist you don’t know about.
All we really want is love’s confusing joy.
A pure heart, open to the Light, will be filled with the elixir of Truth.
In the sea of love, I melt like salt. Faith, doubt – they both dissolve. A star is opening in my heart; the worlds turn in it.
Listen, open a window to God and begin to delight yourself by gazing upon Him through the opening.
My place is placeless, a trace of the traceless.
I have no name for what circles so perfectly.
Let the Beloved be a hat pulled down firmly on my head.
You cannot learn about Love, LOVE appears on the wings of grace.
When you are dead, seek for your resting place not in the earth, but in the hearts of men.
Whatever you know, or don’t – only Love is real.
Keep digging your well. Water is there somewhere.