* All day I think about it, then at night I say it. Where did I come from, and what am I supposed to be doing? I have no idea. My soul is from elsewhere, I'm sure of that, and I intend to end up there.
* Come, come, whoever you are. Wanderer, idolator, worshipper of fire, come even though you have broken your vows a thousand times, Come, and come yet again. Ours is not a caravan of despair.
o Variant: Come, come again, whoever you are, come! Heathen, fire worshipper or idolatrous, come! Come even if you broke your penitence a hundred times, Ours is the portal of hope, come as you are.
* Do not grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form.
* Every tree and plant in the meadow seemed to be dancing, those which average eyes would see as fixed and still.
* Everyone has been made for some particular work, and the desire for that work has been put in every heart.
* Everyone sees the unseen in proportion to the clarity of his heart, and that depends upon how much he has polished it. Whoever has polished it more sees more — more unseen forms become manifest to him.
* He is like a man using a candle to look for the sun.
* I want a heart which is split, chamber by chamber, by the pain of separation from God, so that I might explain my longings and desires to it.
* If the foot of the trees were not tied to earth, they would be pursuing me.. For I have blossomed so much, I am the envy of the gardens.
* If you are irritated by every rub, how will you be polished?
* It may be that the satisfaction I need depends on my going away, so that when I've gone and come back, I'll find it at home.
* Let the beauty of what you love be what you do.
* Let the lover be disgraceful, crazy, absent-minded. Someone sober will worry about events going badly. Let the lover be.
* Like a thief reason sneaked in and sat amongst the lovers eager to give them advice. They were unwilling to listen, so reason kissed their feet and went on its way.
* Observe the wonders as they occur around you. Don't claim them. Feel the artistry moving through and be silent.
* Oh soul, you worry too much. You have seen your own strength. You have seen your own beauty. You have seen your golden wings. Of anything less, why do you worry? You are in truth the soul, of the soul, of the soul.
* Only from the heart can you touch the sky.
* Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I will meet you there.
* Pilgrimage to the place of the wise is to find escape from the flame of separateness.
* Reason is like an officer when the king appears. The officer then loses his power and hides himself. Reason is the shadow cast by God; God is the sun.
* Reason is powerless in the expression of Love.
* Return from existence to nonexistence. You are seeking the Lord and you belong to him. Nonexistence is a place of income; flee it not. This existence of more and less is a place of expenditure.
* Sell your cleverness and buy bewilderment.
* Something opens our wings. Something makes boredom and hurt disappear. Someone fills the cup in front of us: We taste only sacredness.
* The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you; Don't go back to sleep. You must ask for what you really want; Don't go back to sleep. People are going back and forth across the doorsill where the two worlds touch. The door is round and open. Don't go back to sleep.
* The Eternal looked upon me for a moment with His eye of power, and annihilated me in His being, and become manifest to me in His essence. I saw I existed through Him.
* The fault is in the blamer — Spirit sees nothing to criticize.
* The lion is most handsome when looking for food.
* The way you make love is the way God will be with you.
* This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet.
* We can’t help being thirsty, moving toward the voice of water.
* We come spinning out of nothingness, scattering stars like dust.
* When I am with you, we stay up all night. When you're not here, I can't go to sleep. Praise God for those two insomnias! And the difference between them.
* Why do you stay in prison when the door is so wide open? Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking. Live in silence.
* You are quaffing drink from a hundred fountains: whenever any of these hundred yields less, your pleasure is diminished. But when the sublime fountain gushes from within you, no longer need you steal from the other fountains.
* You are the deep innerness of all things, the last word that can be spoken. To each of us you reveal yourselves differently: to the ship as coastline, to the shore as ship.
* You knock at the door of Reality. You shake your thought wings, loosen your shoulders, and open.
* You were born with wings. Why prefer to crawl through life?
* Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it.
* Come, come, whoever you are. Wanderer, idolator, worshipper of fire, come even though you have broken your vows a thousand times, Come, and come yet again. Ours is not a caravan of despair.
o Variant: Come, come again, whoever you are, come! Heathen, fire worshipper or idolatrous, come! Come even if you broke your penitence a hundred times, Ours is the portal of hope, come as you are.
* Do not grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form.
* Every tree and plant in the meadow seemed to be dancing, those which average eyes would see as fixed and still.
* Everyone has been made for some particular work, and the desire for that work has been put in every heart.
* Everyone sees the unseen in proportion to the clarity of his heart, and that depends upon how much he has polished it. Whoever has polished it more sees more — more unseen forms become manifest to him.
* He is like a man using a candle to look for the sun.
* I want a heart which is split, chamber by chamber, by the pain of separation from God, so that I might explain my longings and desires to it.
* If the foot of the trees were not tied to earth, they would be pursuing me.. For I have blossomed so much, I am the envy of the gardens.
* If you are irritated by every rub, how will you be polished?
* It may be that the satisfaction I need depends on my going away, so that when I've gone and come back, I'll find it at home.
* Let the beauty of what you love be what you do.
* Let the lover be disgraceful, crazy, absent-minded. Someone sober will worry about events going badly. Let the lover be.
* Like a thief reason sneaked in and sat amongst the lovers eager to give them advice. They were unwilling to listen, so reason kissed their feet and went on its way.
* Observe the wonders as they occur around you. Don't claim them. Feel the artistry moving through and be silent.
* Oh soul, you worry too much. You have seen your own strength. You have seen your own beauty. You have seen your golden wings. Of anything less, why do you worry? You are in truth the soul, of the soul, of the soul.
* Only from the heart can you touch the sky.
* Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I will meet you there.
* Pilgrimage to the place of the wise is to find escape from the flame of separateness.
* Reason is like an officer when the king appears. The officer then loses his power and hides himself. Reason is the shadow cast by God; God is the sun.
* Reason is powerless in the expression of Love.
* Return from existence to nonexistence. You are seeking the Lord and you belong to him. Nonexistence is a place of income; flee it not. This existence of more and less is a place of expenditure.
* Sell your cleverness and buy bewilderment.
* Something opens our wings. Something makes boredom and hurt disappear. Someone fills the cup in front of us: We taste only sacredness.
* The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you; Don't go back to sleep. You must ask for what you really want; Don't go back to sleep. People are going back and forth across the doorsill where the two worlds touch. The door is round and open. Don't go back to sleep.
* The Eternal looked upon me for a moment with His eye of power, and annihilated me in His being, and become manifest to me in His essence. I saw I existed through Him.
* The fault is in the blamer — Spirit sees nothing to criticize.
* The lion is most handsome when looking for food.
* The way you make love is the way God will be with you.
* This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet.
* We can’t help being thirsty, moving toward the voice of water.
* We come spinning out of nothingness, scattering stars like dust.
* When I am with you, we stay up all night. When you're not here, I can't go to sleep. Praise God for those two insomnias! And the difference between them.
* Why do you stay in prison when the door is so wide open? Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking. Live in silence.
* You are quaffing drink from a hundred fountains: whenever any of these hundred yields less, your pleasure is diminished. But when the sublime fountain gushes from within you, no longer need you steal from the other fountains.
* You are the deep innerness of all things, the last word that can be spoken. To each of us you reveal yourselves differently: to the ship as coastline, to the shore as ship.
* You knock at the door of Reality. You shake your thought wings, loosen your shoulders, and open.
* You were born with wings. Why prefer to crawl through life?
* Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it.
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