You have to go on and be crazy. Craziness is like heaven.

Many of us pursue pleasure with such breathless haste that we hurry past it.

There is a community of the spirit.

Join it, and feel the delight

of walking in the noisy street

and being the noise.

Drink all your passion,

and be a disgrace.

Close both eyes

to see with the other eye

And in the deepest dark
You come to a maze, in the night,
The fading twilight...
And you shiver the glistening path
Where you know you're crazy to go...

[A]ny attempt to discover happiness is also an easy way to go crazy, and the world today is a crazy place just because people are trying to do it. We are a collection of people running wildly round in circles in frantic pursuit of our own selves, and the picture is not particularly edifying,
[...] It is like trying to mend a hole in one part of a handkerchief by taking a patch from another. For the trouble is that all our schemes, systems, and devices are partial.

We are enraptured lover and insane, we searched the Beloved everywhere. When I smell the fragrance of His divinity, I get intoxicated in His lane.

The place where God calls you to is the place where your deep gladness and the world's deep hunger coincide.

The place God calls you to is the place where your deep gladness and the world's hunger meet.

Why do you so earnestly seek
the truth in distant places?
Look for delusion and truth in the
bottom of your own heart.

You exaggerate everything. You continually force the truth because you're always looking for something.

The place God calls you to is the place where your deep gladness and the world’s deep hunger meet.

Sweet, crazy conversations full of half sentences, daydreams and misunderstandings more thrilling than understanding could ever be.

Why do you so earnestly seek the truth in distant places? Look for delusion and truth in the bottom of your own hearts.

The sweet spot is where duty and delight converge.