If you find the mirror of the heart dull, the rust has not been cleared from its face.
We are the mirror - As well as the face in it.
Love is cure, Love is power, Love is the magic of changes. Love is the mirror, of divine beauty!
Criticism polishes my mirror.
As you live Deeper in the Heart, the Mirror gets clearer and cleaner.
The world is a mirror, an imaging of Love's perfection.
We can't find the truth listening to our own voice's echo. We can find ourselves only in someone's mirror
Know that the mirror of the heart is boundless. . . Here, opinions become silent, otherwise they will lead you into errors. . . for the heart is sacred - even more the heart is sacredness itself.
Your grief for what you've lost lifts a mirror up to where you're bravely working.
The one who has a good friend doesn't need any mirror.
Do you know what you are? You are a manuscript oƒ a divine letter. You are a mirror reflecting a noble face. This universe is not outside of you. Look inside yourself; everything that you want, you are already that.
The body's a mirror of heaven: Its energies make angels jealous. Our purity astounds seraphim. Devils shiver at our nerve.
It's no good giving my heart and my Soul because you already have these. So I've brought you a mirror. Look at yourself and remember me.
Body of earth, don't talk of earth Tell the story of pure mirrors The Creator has given you this splendor-- Why talk of anything else?
The pure heart is a spotless mirror in which images of infinite beauty are reflected.
What is the mirror of Being? Non-being. Bring non-being as your gift, if you are not a fool.
When water is still like a mirror it can behold the Moon.
Don't see yourself as a body of clay; See yourself as a mirror reflecting the divine beauty.
This mirror inside me shows. I can’t say what, but I can’t not know. I run from body. I run from spirit. I do not belong anywhere.
I've brought you a mirror. Look at yourself and remember me.
We are the mirror as well as the face in it. We are tasting the taste this minute of eternity. We are pain and what cures pain both. We are the sweet cold water and the jar that pours.
You are the mirror of divine beauty.
We are pain and what cures pain, both. We are the sweet cold water and the jar that pours. I want to hold you close like a lute, so that we can cry out with loving. Would you rather throw stones at a mirror? I am your mirror and here are the stones.
If you could get rid of yourself just once, the secret of secrets would open to you. The face of the unknown, hidden beyond the universe would appear on the mirror of your perception.
No mirror ever became iron again; No bread ever became wheat; No ripened grape ever became sour fruit. Mature yourself and be secure from a change for the worse. Become the light.