The rose that with you earthly eyes you see, has flowered in God from all eternity..

The rose has no 'Why?' It flowers because it flowers..

By the will art thou lost, by the will art thou found, by the will art thou free, captive, and bound..

I am like God and God like me. I am as large as God. He is as small as I. He cannot above me nor I beneath him be..

Three days: Today, Tomorrow and Yesterday, I know, Yet if the past were cancelled within the here and now, And then the future hidden, I could regain….

Springtime is at hand. When will you ever bloom, if not here and now?.

We keep so busy talking we are so keen to act that we forget that in the heart lies all we need untapped, intact..

What is outside yourself does not convey much worth; Clothes do not make the man, the saddle not the horse..

God does not care what good you did, but why you did it. He does not grade the fruit but probes the core and tests the root..

Do not seek God in outer space-- Your heart is the only place in which to meet Him face to face..

Nothing can throw thee into the infernal abyss so much as this detested word - heed well! - this mine and thine..

The Rose which here on earth is now perceived by me, has blossomed thus in god from all eternity..

Paradise is at your own center; unless you find it there, there is no way to enter..

If in your heart you make a manger for his birth then God will once again become a child on earth..

Love is difficult, because loving is not enough: We must, like God, ourselves be Love..

It isn't bread that feeds you; it is life and the spirit that feed you through bread..

Don't think that some tomorrow you'll see God's Light. You see it now or err in darkest night..

If Christ were born in Bethlehem a thousand times and not in thee thyself; then art thou lost eternally..

A monk asks:Is there anything more miraculous than the wonders of nature?The master answers:Yes, your awareness of the wonders of nature..

Time is of your own making; Its clock ticks in your head. The moment you stop thought Time too stops dead..

Though Christ a thousand times in Bethlehem be born, If he's not born in thee thy soul is still forlorn..