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

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

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

When the belly is empty, the body becomes spirit; and when it is full, the spirit becomes body.

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

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

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

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;