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the truth was a mirror in the hands of God. It fell, and broke into pieces. Everybody took a piece of it, and they looked at it and thought they had the truth.

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;

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

Let the beauty of what you love be what you do.

That which God said to the rose, and caused it to laugh in full-blown beauty, He said to my heart, and made it a hundred times more beautiful.

I have seen the king with a face of Glory, He who is the eye and the sun of heaven, He who is the companion and healer of all beings, He who is the soul and the universe that births souls.

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.

Through Love all that is bitter will be sweet, Through Love all that is copper will be gold, Through Love all dregs will become wine, through Love all pain will turn to medicine.

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

Love will find its way through all languages on its own.

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.

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

Listen! Clam up your mouth and be silent like an oyster shell, for that tongue of yours is the enemy of the soul, my friend. When the lips are silent, the heart has a hundred tongues.

An enemy to whom you show kindness becomes your friend, excepting lust, the indulgence of which increases its enmity.

A little and a little, collected together, becomes a great deal; the heap in the barn consists of single grains, and drop and drop make the inundation.

Oh Cup-bearer, set my glass afire with the light of wine!

Send a bouquet of your face with the morning breeze.

Everyone has been made for some particular work, and the desire for that work has been put in every heart.

The rose and the thorn, and sorrow and gladness are linked together.

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.

He who is a slave to his stomach seldom worships God.

I have learned so much from God that I can no longer call myself a Christian, a Hindu, a Muslim, a Buddhist, a Jew.

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