I have no companion but Love, no beginning, no end, no dawn. The Soul calls from within me: &#39;You, ignorant of the way of Love, set Me free.&#39;

We are born of love; Love is our mother.

Woman is a ray of God. She is not that earthly beloved: she is creative, not created.

Your depression is connected to your insolence and refusal to praise.

Oh, bird of my soul, fly away now, For I possess a hundred fortified towers.

Even after all this time, the sun never says to the earth, &#39;You owe me.&#39; Look what happens with a love like that. It lights the whole sky.

Everything that is made beautiful and fair and lovely is made for the eye of one who sees.

Have patience. All things are difficult before they become easy.