The Lovers Of God Never Run Out

I Am The Dust In The Sunlight, I Am The Ball Of The Sun . . . I Am The Mist Of Morning, The Breath Of Evening . . . . I Am The Spark In The Stone, The Gleam Of Gold In The Metal . . . . The Rose And The Nightingale Drunk With Its Fragrance. I Am The Chain Of Being, The Circle Of The Spheres, The Scale Of Creation, The Rise And The Fall. I Am What Is And Is Not . . . I Am The Soul In All.

Students Of Cunning Have Consumed Their Hearts And Learned Only Tricks; They've Thrown Away Real Riches: Patience, Self-sacrifice, Generosity. Rich Thought Opens The Way.

There Is A Morning Inside You Waiting To Burst Open Into Light.

He Has Afflicted You From Every Direction In Order To Pull You Back To The Directionless.

If The Wine Drinker Has A Deep Gentleness In Him, He Will Show That When Drunk. But If He Has Hidden Anger And Arrogance, Those Appear.