The seeker of truth is a mirror for their neighbors.
To only perceive what’s visible to the eye is like having a beautiful jug but being oblivious to the real beauty of the wine inside, because you can only see the container. I drink from a pitcher, and I taste the delectable wine; but if you drink from the same vessel, God will only allow you to taste vinegar. Laily’s love will never enter your hearts. Love for her shall never pull your ear. I’ll taste honey from a pot while you’ll taste poison. Every person sees what he chooses to see.
He wishes me to get out of myself. He wishes me to sit in freedom. I was constantly involved with ambition, and now he tells me to break all the chains .
There is giving, and there is knowingness. Some have generosity and compassion but no true knowledge. Some have knowledge but no self-sacrifice. When both are present, that person is blessed and prosperous. Such a being is truly incomparable.
Each night the Moon kisses secretly the Lover who counts the Stars.
No longer shy about how I love. My eyes open. You are everywhere.
Prayer clears the mist and brings back peace to the Soul.
Some torn places cannot be patched.
Where Lover, Loving, and Loved are one, every moment is made glorious by the light of Love.
When school and mosque and minaret get torn down, then dervishes can begin their community. Not until faithfulness turns to betrayal and betrayal into trust can any human being become part of the truth.
Come, seek for search is the foundation of every fortune: every success depends on focusing on the heart.
These words are for the sake of those who need words to understand. But as for those who understand without words, what use have they for speech? The heavens and earth are words to them, sent forth themselves from the Word of God. Whoever hears a whisper, what need have they for shouting and screaming?
Here in my chest a Star came out so clear it drew all Stars into it.
To dance is not to jump to your feet and rise painlessly in the air like dust. To rise above both worlds is to dance in the blood of your pain and give up your life.
Everything else than sea is a torment to a fish.
Friendship and loyalty have patience as the strength of their connection. Feeling lonely and ignoble indicates that you haven’t been patient.
Stories are an ingrained part of lives everywhere, and in fact life is a series of successive stories with endless changing promises and surprises.
Was it not true that the human tongue is like an uneasy aggregation of rock and iron, which, when struck against each other, can spark off a fire?
I’m the devoted slave of anyone who doesn’t claim to have attained dining with God at every way station. Many inns must be left behind before you reach your home.
Third, why did I ever learn to count to three?