Your joy is your sorrow unmasked... The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.

Say not, "I have found the truth," but rather, ”I have found a truth.”
Say not, "I have found the path of the soul."  Say rather, "I have met the soul walking upon my path."
For the soul walks upon all paths...
The soul unfolds itself, like a lotus of countless petals.

You talk when you cease to be at peace with your thoughts;
And when you can no longer dwell in the solitude of your heart you live in your lips, and sound is a diversion and a pastime.
And in much of your talking, thinking is half murdered.
For thought is a bird of space, that in a cage of words may indeed unfold its wings but cannot fly.