Quotes About Transcendence

Love becomes perfect only when it transcends itself --Becoming One with its object; Producing Unity of Being.

However much I might try to expound or explain Love, when I come to Love itself, I am ashamed of my explanations... Love alone can explain the mysteries of love and lovers.

To love is to see the divine in the person beside us, and to meditate is to see the divine within us.

All the manifestations of love can be seen as a connection with our spirituality.

The solution is never at the level of the problem. The solution is always love, which is beyond problems.

When I die I'm going to dance first in all the galaxies...I'm gonna play and dance and sing.

Faith and hope bring us through time but leave us at the doorstep of eternity. Only love goes with us inside.

All loves are a bridge to Divine love. Yet, those who have not had a taste of it do not know!

There is no way into Presence except through a love exchange.

Love is language that cannot be said, or heard.

I love him who laboureth and inventeth, that he may build the house for the Superman, and prepare for him earth, animal, and plant: for thus seeketh he his own down-going.

I love him who liveth in order to know, and seeketh to know in order that the Superman may hereafter live. Thus seeketh he his own down-going.

The physical is only a small aspect of existence. In this cosmos, not even 1% is physical - the rest is non-physical.

A consecrated space experientially reminds you that there is much more to life than you think.

The soul yearns to fly home on the wings of love to the world of ideas. It longs to be freed from the chains of the body.

No better love than love with no object

This is how I would die into the love I have for you: As pieces of cloud dissolve in sunlight.

The mind creates the abyss. The heart crosses over it. Love is the bridge.

Love is the only possession which we can carry with us beyond the grave.

Even death is a power, a capacity. It is not a simple event that will happen to me, an objective and observable fact; here my power to be will cease, here I will no longer be able to be here. But death, insofar as it belongs to me and belongs to me alone, since no one can die my death in my stead or in my place, makes of this non-possibility, this impending future of mine, this relation to myself always open until my end, yet another power. Dying, I can still die, this is our sign as man.

Is not our entire life a waiting-room where we fidget about until the arrival of the train which takes us to the Great Beyond?

Death was incomparably the greater, the finer soul. Death was the one true bridal.

WHEN OUR DEEPEST DESIRE IS NOT THE THINGS OF GOD, OR A FAVOR FROM GOD, BUT GOD HIMSELF, WE CROSS A THRESHOLD.

God's thoughts are not our thoughts. They are not anything like ours. Our thoughts aren't even in the same neighborhood.