Where does the world’s zephyr strike from the view which let you to live the eternal moment of love other than in the Divine Light of sight?

Which eternity can be bigger or smaller? But which reality can be an eternity in your mind?

We will never be more that we have been destined to be!

Please, dear God of happiness, show the radiance of your spectrum to our world, which here means to forget everything.

How many consuming fires can there be in the words: freedom, peace and democracy and how easy they can be extinguished by ignorance, stupidity and arrogance?

Without the absolute truth, to know the truth value of our own existence is beyond our strengths/limits/possibilities.

What river can flood over the mountains of your love?

Being brave in front of faith does not mean to be humble before death.

To be beyond yourself is the gate to wisdom.

Search for the stranger inside you, forgotten even by your death.

Who has chosen this kind world for us and why?

When clouds will become heavier than the land in us led our entire life by the steps of our Destiny, we will understand that not their moments’ rain has darkened the sun of our life,...

Each coil has the earthquake which created it, as every death has the life that gave birth to it.

Once we are a creation, how much absurdity can there be in our heart without God the Creator.

Was there someone absent from the table of creation?

We are beings only in the extent of Our Life’s Illusion.

What beauty could be your life’s mountain peak which you could climb all the way up?

No one can be alone when he befriends with the forgotten stranger inside him.

Whoever lost the truth has lost him/her self.

Never let the meaning of your love light escape to the dark nothingness of oblivion.

What distances can be explored without God?

Nothing can be more painful than the cry of the word which gave us the inspiration to dream of love.

Even the snow melts, let alone the frugal regards of a soul confident in its own eternity.

The world of an animal is reduced to its perimeter. Human world is reduced to its perimeter, but does the world of God have perimeters? If it does then it is not infinite, but if...

Who can say that he is not everything?

The well of your soul will not experience the drought until in front of her will appear the moment of eternity to drink from the water of death.

Do not expect peace with the enemy whose worth you do not recognize.

Being is the greatest paradox of life in front of death.

O Lord, I am further away from me than from You!

Does anybody know which are the thoughts of God, even if they are plants, mountains, sky, stars or whatever else?

The Epistle of our being is written with letters full of blood drained from the love of God’s Word.

Where do we people go if not towards the perfection of our own illusion?

Is the sunrise superior just because it goes before the sunset with a day and sunset goes before the sunrise with a night? Could there be day without night and sunrise without sunset, life without...

Are we the wreck or the ship of God’s Word?

Who can play without wanting to succeed even with a sentimentally gain?

Why is man the being who won in the world of emptiness, dethroning all animal species? For he is closest to the perfection of emptiness.

Could there ever be a wise man without the wisdom or life or without the death of illusion?

The meaning of the words is necessary and not their extent.

Between world and animal are fewer questions than between man and world. How many such questions are there in God’s Word?

Do not be to yourself more that God may be to you.

Who can know the absolute truth of illusion or emptiness? That is why we feel the fulfilled sense of this world.

Believing in what you don’t know is as true as believing in what you know as long as your life is just an illusion.

No matter how many leaves would the tree of your soul have in front of the intense heat in the words of Time in this world, they can never shade the eternity lost inside you.

We will never be more than we are meant to be!

Can I tell from the twilight from which the world is built that I am a sunrise in this life?

The Death’s Field is the mirror which allows us the knowledge of the world we living in.

We live behind the closed doors of our own destiny.

Immortality goes through dead before all.

Is there anyone that knows the absolute truth?

Who prays at help in the Illusion of his Life does not understand that his only aid is death