朝阳之地

Beg of God the removal of envy, that God may deliver you from externals, and bestow upon you an inward occupation, which will absorb you so that your attention is not drawn away.

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.

The way the Beloved can fit in my heart, two thousand lives could fit in this body of mine. One kernel could contain a thousand bushels, and a hundred worlds pass through the eye of the needle.

Water, stories, the body, all the things we do, are mediums that hid and show what&#39;s hidden.

When I die, I shall soar with angels, and when I die to the angels, what I shall become you cannot imagine.

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

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

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

Send a bouquet of your face with the morning breeze.