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There are a thousand ways to kneel and kiss the ground; there are a thousand ways to go home again.

If you find the mirror of the heart dull, the rust has not been cleared from its face.

The best loved by God are those that are rich, yet have the humility of the poor, and those that are poor and have the magnanimity of the rich.

Send a bouquet of your face with the morning breeze.

That which is false troubles the heart, but truth brings joyous tranquillity.

However much I might try to expound or explain Love, when I come to Love itself, I am ashamed of my explanations... Love alone can explain the mysteries of love and lovers.

Why should I be unhappy? Every parcel of my being is in full bloom.

You left and I cried tears of blood. My sorrow grows. Its not just that You left. But when You left my eyes went with You. Now, how will I cry?

Don&#39;t grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form.

Something opens our wings. Something makes boredom and hurt disappear. Someone fills the cup in front of us: We taste only sacredness.

And so it is, that both the Devil and the angelic Spirit present us with objects of desire to awaken our power of choice.

Grief can be the garden of compassion. If you keep your heart open through everything, your pain can become your greatest ally in your life&#39;s search for love and wisdom.

The gifts of lovers to one another are, in respect to love, nothing but forms; yet, they testify to invisible love.

I fear God and next to God I mostly fear them that fear him not.