Whenever I felt sad or in a mood, you felt it so keenly and miserably and cried and tried all your best to make Me happy again.... How can I forget it all? I know all, and know all the while how intensely and immensely you love Me, and if you do not know now how deep and great My love is for My Leyla, you will one day know it for certain.

Dearest Leyla [Delia DeLeon]

Herein lies the riddle of the Universe and My game, too.

Delia, DeLeon: Notes on My Trip to India in 1948

It was during the early part of 1948, whilst I was on a visit to my relations in Panama, that a cable arrived from Baba asking me to come to India for three months.

Dearest Shalimar [Minta]

Mine you always were and Mine you will always remain whether there or here.

Wants You To Love As He Does

Baba does not only talk of love, He enfolds all with the warmth of His own all-embracing love.

The Divine Sculptor Of All Hearts

I feel every sad thought of My "Kimco" who are forever My heart.

Please Him Whom To Please Is To Know

My way with you all is the shortest way to Union which I long for infinitely more than you can ever long.

Let Me Read The Hound Of Heaven

I often read stanzas from Hafiz, Baba's favorite poet, and one evening I asked Mehera to ask Baba to let me read The Hound of Heaven by Francis Thompson.

Time Stood Still — Here Was Reality!

Only those who have had the felicity of being thus embraced can understand the extraordinary feeling of happiness it brings to be thus enfolded in Love.

You Have A Great Part To Play

You are one of My nearest and dearest who are always in My thoughts wherever I am