There Is No Reality But God ,

Every Prophet And Every Saint Has A Way, But All Lead To God. All Ways Are Really One.

I Open And Fill With Love And What Is Not Love ... Evaporates!

Oh! Joy For He Who Has Escaped From This World Of Perfumes And Color! For Beyond These Colors And These Perfumes, These Are Other Colors In The Heart And The Soul.

No Sickness Worse Than Imagining Thyself To Be Perfect Can Afflict Thy Soul.

Know That The Outward Form Passes Away, But The World Of Reality Remains Forever. How Long Will You Play At Loving The Shape Of The Jug? Leave The Jug; Go, Seek The Water!