All ends in God; and many are the ways to find Him by walking straight before us.

When the happy day arrives in which you set your feet upon the Path and begin your pilgrimage, the world will know nothing of it; earth no longer understands you; you no longer understand each other.

Men who attain a knowledge of these things, who lisp a few syllables of the Word, often have not where to lay their head; hunted like beasts they perish on the scaffold, to the joy of assembled peoples, while Angels open to them the gates of heaven.

Therefore, your destiny is a secret between yourself and God, just as love is a secret between two hearts.

You may be the buried treasure, trodden under the feet of men thirsting for gold yet all-unknowing that you are there beneath them.
"Henceforth your existence becomes a thing of ceaseless activity; each act has a meaning which connects you with God, just as in love your actions and your thoughts are filled with the loved one.