For Sixty Years I Have Been Forgetful

Cease Looking For Flowers! There Blooms A Garden In Your Own Home. While You Look For Trinkets The Treasure House Awaits You In Your Own Being.

Light The Incense! You Have To Burn To Be Fragrant.

When I Say The Word You, I Mean A Hundred Universes.

This World Is Full Of Remedies. But You Have No Remedy Until God Opens A Window For You. You May Not Be Aware Of That Remedy Just Now. In The Hour Of Need It Will Be Made Clear To You. The Prophet Said God Made A Remedy For Every Pain.

Pull The Thorn Of Existence Out Of The Heart! Fast! For When You Do, You Will See Thousands Of Rose Gardens In Yourself.