Joy lives concealed in grief.

The hurt you embrace becomes joy.

Sell your cleverness and buy bewilderment.

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

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.