When love beckons to you, follow him, Though his ways are hard and steep. And when his wings enfold you yield to him, Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.
We choose our joys and sorrows long before we experience them.
Much of your pain is the bitter potion by which the physician within you heals your sick self.
Many a doctrine is like a window pane. We see truth through it but it divides us from truth.
March on. Do not tarry. To go forward is to move toward perfection. March on, and fear not the thorns, or the sharp stones on life’s path.
Rebellion without truth is like spring in a bleak, arid desert.
If my survival caused another to perish, then death would be sweeter and more beloved.
The teacher who is indeed wise does not bid you to enter the house of his wisdom but rather leads you to the threshold of your mind.
Nor shall derision prove powerful against those who listen to humanity or those who follow in the footsteps of divinity, for they shall live forever. Forever.
Love possesses not nor will it be possessed, for love is sufficient unto love.