He is sleeping in you and awaiting that time when you will awaken and awaken Him, that He might rescue you from the drowning waters. (L15) 

      O man of God how long will you console yourself with written things? Be rather a full flame burning for all those around you so as to see the beauty which is hidden within you. Proclaim with a quiet and still voice “O You who are hidden within me, reveal in me your secret mystery. Show me your beauty which is within me. (L15) 

     When will you see in yourself the new heavens proclaiming in you the “Holy” of the Hidden One, in the order of their ranks? When will you see within you the mirror of the Light of the One who sees all, that you might see in it the things which are his and examine in it all that belongs to yourself? (L15) 

     Because by Him they are drawn through ineffable reflections of his amazing beauty which are offered to them within themselves, as the word of God testifies “Blessed are the pure, for they shall see God “ in their heart (L14) 

     Listen, my brother, and I will tell you a truth which I learned from my God. When you lovingly converse with seculars you are considered worldly by God. And when you are together in friendship with monks, the friends of God, you are a true monk. When you are cut off from all, and you meditate on God continually, you are divine and become like God. (L13) 

     When the grace of my God is pleased with me and draws my intellect to astonishment at the vision of Him, my intellect remains all the day without stirrings in the place of wonder and when it goes out from there, it prays and earnestly entreats that the light of the concealed One, which is hidden within him, may shine out in the world full of wonder. (L12) 

     From this time forward, it is no longer a place of words in which the pen is able to flow with ink; here a limit is set: silence. Only the mind is able to pass over and to see this resting place of all the mysteries. The mind has the power to go in and to marvel at the wonderful beauty which is above all and hidden within all. (L12) 

     So then they have gone into the place of wonder. They have gained power in the world of visions; the Spirit has united them to the wondrous beauty; they no longer get weary in prayer; they no longer weep at the door; no longer do they cry from afar: “Show us your beauty!” They no longer ask like beggars: “Share with us your riches!” They give because they have received; they share because they have grown rich; they give rest because they are given rest in the harbour of life; they rejoice and give joy because they are drunk with the love of the Beautiful One. (L12) 

     How is the one who is speechless and astounded to pray truly? "It is the Spirit Himself who prays for us" says St. Paul. This then is the working of the Spirit and not the stirrings of prayer. And he said "God has shone forth in our hearts" and "his Spirit searches His depths and reveals to us His mysteries". We may have wanted to make this prayer ourselves, but the Spirit of Jesus would not permit it because "we have the mind of Christ" to see the mysteries of the house of the Father. (L12) 

     The monk who continues to pray to God by means of stirrings still stays beneath the level of perfection. Prayer consists in knocking at the door of the Giver; but the one who has entered the Kingdom and taken possessions of its treasures, how can he knock at the door? So then, what to do? He enjoys the good things within and he is amazed and marvels at the beauty of the Good One. But it would be absurd to say that he is actually praying, for he is utterly inebriated with the beauty of the most glorious Bridegroom (L12) 

     When will you become a stranger to voices and become a living word joined to the Life in the world of light, that your silence might soundlessly speak the truth of the New World. (L15)

     When will your intellect, like Moses, be covered with the thick darkness of God’s glory, and when will your face glow with the glorious reflections which shine upon it from within the thick darkness, in order that you might learn the new book of the New World and explain its mysteries to the sons of Israel who have been renewed? (L15) 

     Someone has said that sometimes while walking on the road or standing by the side of it, at that time he begins to be absorbed. Suddenly he is speechless by the operation of the omnipotent Power and he forgets himself and all that is his, while being amazed and astonished at the beauty by which he has been drawn. (L10) 

     I have gone out from the world to set aright my soul’s condemnation, not to correct others. My habitation is my cell. And my assembly is the gathering together of my thoughts and my passions. (L8)

     Blessed is the soul that knows itself to be a mirror, and gazing intently on it sees the brightness of the One who is hidden from all. (L7) 

     Remove, my Lord, from before our sight all the veils with which the view of our soul is obscured from seeing your true light. In this light let us always stand stripped without interruption, with unveiled faces, and let us persist in the desire and in the delight of its beauty, forever and ever. Amen (L5)  

     May your light, which like the sun enlightens the legions of your Holiness, bring me unto You. May your Spirit, my Lord, place me among them even here below and in the world of light. And may your Spirit teach me their language so as to extol with them inaudible praise of You. Create me, my Lord, as a new creature resembling your beauty, and may we forget and disregard our previous nature. (L5) 

     The desire of Christ, O my brother, will vigorously uproot the desire of the world and its memories from the soul. And the soul will be attached to God alone. (L4) 

     The ground on which I have been proceeding has been altered before me. My intelligence has been astonished by the marvel which You provoke and henceforth I know myself as not existing. (L4) 

     From this time forward, limpidity makes him abide in wonder, and grace incessantly stirs up in him impulses which cannot be elaborated: briefly, impulses of the New World, mysteries, revelations, and insights concerning the Godhead which it is not permitted to reveal. Henceforth, he no longer remembers his worldly existence, nor bodily origin, nor human fellowship. (L4) 

     This is God revealing Himself, World of worlds, New World, the Creator of worlds who is a place for his rational creature. The Word is its food and his Drink its rejoicing; his Sun, its sun; his Garment, its clothing; his Vision, its sight; his Knowledge, its understanding. By grace, his Likeness is its likeness; the creature in its Creator sees itself as its Creator. (L2) 

     My heart is now moved against the pen: I will break it because it is not able to describe here the wondrous beauties, for I see streams of living waters flowing from the fount of blessings. And although they spring forth, they are covered with silence and are hidden. (L2) 

     O mystery, wonder makes marvelers of those who walk in the light of the Lord in a clear and beautiful place! Where has everything gone before me so that only the Lord of all is visible? Where I am I do not know, because my heart is ravished by the beauty of the Beautiful One. (L2) 

     Blessed is the one who enters within himself and sees You in a wonderful vision and he marvels at the beauty of your wondrous mysteries which spring up from within him. (L2) 

     As regards speaking about the manner of God’s revelation in sanctified minds, it is not permitted to the tongue. But the explanation of this great mystery is placed in purified and luminous minds and is immersed in silence, because it is in this place of wonder that God makes himself known to those who love him. (L10) 

     To the one, who by the divine light poured out in his soul, examines things hidden and learns the mysteries of the Spirit through the Spirit; who through the many splendored Star which rises from his heart, in the light is united to the light; in whom the Spirit has brought into being the gifts which have filled the ends of the earth (L1) 

     My Lord, breathe into my intellect the living breath of your Spirit, the Comforter, who is the Breathe giving life to all the choirs of the angels of Light. Grant my intellect to remain always with them in the place of astonishment and wonder, in the unknowing which is higher than all doctrines and all those who are learned, and with them may it exalt your Eternal Being in delicate whispers, forever and ever! Amen. (Letters) 

     My Lord, kindle in my soul the fire of your love: this fire by which all the supernal Powers are inflamed, this fire which destroys and consumes all tumult and sin. Loosen my soul from all and unite it to You in your mercy; and may nothing again be able to separate it from You forever and ever! (Letters) 

    O Beauty, which adorns all the Powers on High whose faces are always inflamed with the light of your glory through the intensity of the merciful radiance, and to which they are joined by a supernal love: yes, my Lord, I beg you and entreat your mercy, make the light of your Holy Trinity shine in my soul, this light with which the  intensity of its reflections the troops of the enemy are defeated. (Letters) 

     Before everything and in everything, this is what I caution you about: do not be dead to Life, that is, may your heart never be empty of the remembrance of your Lord. (Letters)