“Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.”

When you reach the end of what you should know, you will be at the beginning of what you should sense.

Faith is an oasis in the heart which will never be reached by the caravan of thinking.

Work is love made visible.

Love possesses not nor would it be possessed; for love is sufficient unto love.

Half of what I say is meaningless; but I say it so that the other half may reach you.

Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.

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.

Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror.