Clean out your ears, don’t listen for what you already know.

Poetry can be dangerous, especially beautiful poetry, because it gives the illusion of having had the experience without actually going through it. In their seeking, wisdom and madness are one and the same. On the path of love, friend and stranger are one and the same.

Whatever purifies you is the right path, I will not try to define it.

Gratitude is the wine for the soul. Go on. Get drunk.

I lost my hat while gazing at the moon, and then I lost my mind.

Beauty surrounds us, but usually we need to be walking in a garden to know it.

Lovers have heartaches that can’t be cured by drugs or sleep, or games, but only by seeing their beloved.

You have forgotten the One who doesn’t care about ownership, who doesn’t try to turn a profit from every human exchange.

My words are like a ship, and the sea is their meaning. Come to me and I will take you to the depths of spirit. I will meet you there.

Inside any deep asking is the answering.

All that you think is rain is not. Behind the veil angels sometimes weep.

Every need brings what’s needed. Pain bears its cure like a child. Having nothing produces provisions. Ask a difficult question, and the marvelous answer appears.

Something opens our wings. Something makes boredom and hurt disappear. Someone fills the cup in front of us: We taste only sacredness.

Beyond the rightness or wrongness of things there is a field, I’ll meet you there.

Death has nothing to do with going away. The sun sets. The moon sets. But they are not gone.

Why do you stay in prison when the door is so wide open?

I have neither a soul nor a body, for I come from the very Soul of all souls.

The message behind the words is the voice of the heart.

Seek the wisdom that will untie your knot. Seek the path that demands your whole being.

Don’t be satisfied with stories, how things have gone with others. Unfold your own myth.

With every breath, I plant the seeds of devotion, I am a farmer of the heart.

Anyone who genuinely and consistently with both hands looks for something, will find it.

The source of now is here.

What is planted in each person’s soul will sprout.