We Bury Our Seeds And Wait, Winter

The World's Flattery And Hypocrisy Is A Sweet Morsel: Eat Less Of It, For It Is Full Of Fire. Its Fire Is Hidden While Its Taste Is Manifest, But Its Smoke Becomes Visible In The End.

O Seeker, Pain And Suffering Make One Aware Of God.

Know Mankind Well, Don't Degrade Every Man As Evil, And Don't Exalt Every Man Thinking He Is Good. He Who Cannot Discover Himself; Cannot Discover The World.

If The Foot Of The Trees Were Not Tied To Earth, They Would Be Pursuing Me; For I Have Blossomed So Much, I Am The Envy Of The Gardens.

You Believe God Is Not There, But He Is, Hidden In The Secret Of The Divine Mystery