How Sad If We Pass Through Life

The Rose Does Not Preen Herself To Catch My Eye. She Blooms Because She Blooms. A Saint Is A Saint Until He Knows He Is One.

You Can Will An Act Of Service But You Cannot Will Love.

Understand Your Darkness And It Will Vanish; Then You Will Know What Light Is. Understand Your Nightmare For What It Is And It Will Stop; Then You Will Wake Up To Reality. Understand Your False Beliefs And They Will Drop; Then You Will Know The Taste Of Happiness.

You Will Seek For God In Vain Till You Understand That God Can't Be Seen As A "thing"; He Needs A Special Way Of Looking - Similar To That Of Little Children Whose Sight Is Undistorted By Prefabricated Doctrines And Beliefs.

Every Word, Every Image Used For God Is A Distortion More Than A Description.