Rain showers my spirit and waters my soul.
The soul that is attached to anything, however much good there may be in it, will not arrive at the liberty of Divine union. For whether it be a strong wire rope or a slender and delicate thread that holds the bird, it matters not, if it really holds it fast; for until the cord be broken, the bird cannot fly.
O soul, you worry too much. You have seen your own strength. You have seen your own beauty. You have seen your golden wings. Of anything less, why do you worry? You are in truth the soul, of the soul, of the soul.
O Lord of all, hail unto Thee! The Soul of all, causing all acts, enjoying all, all life art Thou! Lord of all pleasure and delight!
Every one of us has in him a continent of undiscovered character. Blessed is he who acts as Columbus to his own soul.
No work stains an individual who is pure, who is in harmony, who is master of his life, whose soul is one with the soul of all.
One who identifies himself with his soul regards bodily transmigration of his soul at death fearlessly, like changing one cloth for another.
When you do things from your soul, you feel a river moving in you, a joy.
You have to grow from the inside out. None can teach you, none can make you spiritual. There is no other teacher but your own soul.
When salt mixes with water, it takes the form of water. In the same way samadhi or trance means the mind merging with the cosmic soul or God.
