Every door is another passage, another boundary we have to go beyond.
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Every door is another passage, another boundary we have to go beyond.
All your restlessness is out of your desire for stillness Just desire restlessly, then, love will fill and still you. All your unhealthiness is out of your desire for health, Just abandon health, then, even poison will heal you.
Lo, for I to myself am unknown, now in God's name what must I do?
In the Friend-place nothing true can be said. Let Me Just Be Here.
Whosoever knoweth the power of the dance, dwelleth in God.
Every object, every being...is a jar full of delight.
Pain is a treasure, for it contains mercies.
Learn the alchemy true human beings know. The moment you accept what troubles you've been given the door with open.
You live in my heart where no one sees you but I do. That vision becomes this art.
God gave you life and bestowed upon you his attributes; eventually you will return to him.
Love is a tree; and lovers are its shade.
Your earthly lover can be charming and coquettish but never very faithful. The true lover is the one who on your final day opens a thousand doors.
The lover never despairs. _x000D_ For a committed heart everything is possible.
Peaceful is the one who's not concerned with having more or less. Unbound by name and fame, he is free from sorrow from the world and mostly from himself.
All my feelings have the color you desire to paint.
Peaceful is the one who is not concerned with having more or less.
In the middle of my heart, a star appeared, and the seven heavens were lost in its brilliance.
I am a drunkard from another kind of tavern. I dance to a silent tune. I am the symphony of stars.
When you resolve to become pious, the devil in your nature cries out at you, "Tread not those paths, O confused one; distress and poverty will overcome you. You will be despised, let down by friends, you will regret it." Dread of the devil has bound their souls; the cries of the devil are the drover of the damned; the call of the Lord is a guardian of the saints.
Tree limbs rise and fall like the ecstatic arms of those who have submitted to the mystical life. Leaf sounds talk together like poets making fresh metaphors.
Move, but don't move the way fear makes you move.
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