Don't Seek The Water; Get Thirst.

You Can Accomplish A Hundred Other Things But If You Do Not Accomplish The One Thing For Which You Have Been Sent, It Will Be As If You Have Done Nothing.

The Mirror Of The Heart Must Be Clear, So You Can Discern The Ugly From The Beautiful.

Ecstatic Love Is An Ocean, And The Milky Way Is A Flake Of Foam Floating On It.

Love Cannot Be Described. It Must Be Tasted.

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.