You left ground and sky weeping, mind and soul full of grief. No one can take your place in existence or in absence.
I am iron resisting the most enormous magnet there is.
Why should I be weary when every cell of my body is bursting with life?
A lover knows only humility, he has no choice. He steals into your alley at night, he has no choice. He longs to kiss every lock of your hair, don't fret, he has no choice. In his frenzied love for you, he longs to break the chains of his imprisonment, he has no choice.
Knowledge that is acquired is not like this. Those who have it worry if audiences like it or not. It's a bait for popularity. Disputational knowing wants customers. It has no soul... The only real customer is God. Chew quietly your sweet sugarcane God-Love, and stay playfully childish.
There's courage involved if you want to become Truth.
At every moment, Love's voice talks to us from left and from right. All we have to do is to know how to listen.
Then outwardly you are the small universe! Then inwardly you are the great universe.
The heart is the secret inside the secret.
A pen went scribbling along. When it tried to write love, it broke.
You wander from room to room Hunting for the diamond necklace That is already around your neck!
Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking. Live in silence.
Nothing can nourish the soul but LIGHT. Rid yourself of material needs and be set FREE.
You are the soul of the soul of the universe, and your name is Love.
Something opens our wings. Something makes boredom and hurt disappear. Someone fills the cup in front of us: We taste only sacredness.
The testing of good and bad is in order that the gold may boil and bring the scum to the top.
This that is tormented and very tired, tortured with restraints like a madman, this heart.
Love comes with a knife, not some shy question, and not with fears for its reputation!
The whole universe is contained within a single human being - you.
I came to this earth so that I could find my way back to my Beloved.
Passion makes the old medicine new: Passion lops off the bough of weariness. Passion is the elixir that renews: how can there be weariness when passion is present? Oh, don't sigh heavily from fatigue: seek passion, seek passion, seek passion!
The branch might seem like the fruit's origin: In fact, the branch exist because of the fruit.
My religion is, to live through Love.
Your body is woven from the light of heaven. Are you aware that its purity and swiftness is the envy of angels and its courage keeps even devils away.
Speak with the language of love.
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