All that you think is rain is not. Behind the veil angels sometimes weep.

To praise the sun is to praise your own eyes.

Who could be so lucky? Who comes to a lake for water and sees the reflection of moon.

When I am with you, we stay up all night.When you're not here, I can't go to sleep.Praise God for those two insomnias!And the difference between them.

The Eternal looked upon me for a moment with His eye of power, and annihilated me in His being, and become manifest to me in His essence. I saw I existed through Him.

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.