"I laugh when I hear that the fish in the water is thirsty. You wander restlessly from forest to forest while the Reality is within your own home."

"Grief is the ink with which joy rewrites the soul's story."

"Kabir stands in the market, wishing all well. Friends with none, enemies with none."

"The flute of the Infinite is played without ceasing, and its sound is love."

"The beloved is hidden where you refuse to look: in yourself."