Love Is The Sea Where Intellect Drowns.

A Soul Which Is Not Clothed With The Inner Garment Of Love Should Be Ashamed Of Its Existence.

Every Prophet And Every Saint Has A Way, But All Lead To God. All Ways Are Really One.

There Comes A Holy And Transparent Time When Every Touch Of Beauty Opens The Heart To Tears. This Is The Time The Beloved Of Heaven Is Brought Tenderly On Earth. This Is The Time Of The Opening Of The Rose.

Open Your Hands If You Want To Be Held.

Don't Look To Anyone For Your Needs, For The One Who Created You, Waters You.