God, whose love and joy are present everywhere, can't come to visit you unless you aren't there..

I am as vast as God; there is nothing in the world O Miracle: that can shut me up in myself..

The name of Jesus is as ointment poured forth; It nourishes, and illumines, and stills the anguish of the soul..

The rose does not have a why; it blossums without reason, forgetful of self and oblivious to our vision..

God never does withdraw; His works come to no halt; If you don't feel His force, yourself must be at fault..

The one awakened liberated sees all things as one unseparated..

God is a pure no-thing, concealed in now and here; the less you reach for him, the more he will appear..

The rose is without 'why'; it blooms simply because it blooms. It pays no attention to itself, nor does it ask whether anyone sees it..

A rose is but a rose, it blooms because it blooms; it thinks not of itself, nor asks if it is seen..

Christ could be born a thousand times in Bethlehem - but all in vain until He is born in me..

The Rose is without 'why'—she blooms because she blooms..