"Regard yourself as a shining flame burning brightly, without name or form."
"You and I are one, without name or form; we are identical to the one blissful Existence in whom the blessed merge."
"Your listening to my words is like my own hand accepting the clasp of my other hand. It is like words hearing themselves being uttered, or like taste having a taste of itself, or like a ray of light hoping to give light to other rays already bright.
It is like the attempt to improve gold by mixing it with gold, or like a perfect face becoming a mirror in order to see itself.
Our conversation, O Cakrapâni, … [is] like sweetness trying avidly to taste itself. Would its mouth not overflow with itself? So also shall our mutual love."