This Is A Subtle Truth. Whatever You

Last Night My Teacher Taught Me The Lesson Of Poverty: Having Nothing And Wanting Nothing.

Pull The Thorn Of Existence Out Of The Heart! Fast! For When You Do, You Will See Thousands Of Rose Gardens In Yourself.

Words Are A Pretext. It Is The Inner Bond That Draws One Person To Another, Not Words.

Whenever Sorrow Comes, Be Kind To It. For God Has Placed A Pearl In Sorrow’s Hand.

The Intellectual Quest, Though Fine As Pearl Or Coral, Is Not The Spiritual Search. That Spiritual Search Is On Another Level. Spiritual Wine Is A Different Substance.