Love is the sea where intellect drowns.
The sweetness and delights of the resting-place are in proportion to the pain endured on the Journey. Only when you suffer the pangs and tribulations of exile will you truly enjoy your homecoming.
For only when faithfulness turns to betrayal And betrayal into trust Can any human being become part of the truth.
When someone mentions the gracefulness of the night sky, climb up on the roof and dance and say, like this?
All loves are a bridge to Divine love. Yet, those who have not had a taste of it do not know!
Soul, a moving river. Body, the riverbed.
Flowers every night Blossom in the sky; Peace in the Infinite, At peace am I.
The armies of the day have chased the army of the night, Heaven and earth are filled with purity and light.
Faith in the king comes easily in lovely times, but be faithful now and endure, pale lover.
Love, the supreme musician, is always playing in our souls.
Each and every part of the world is a snare for the fool and a means of deliverance for the wise.
Let us put away our blinders and answer the call to Joy.
You lack a foot to travel? Then journey into yourself – that leads to transformation of dust into pure gold.
I am so small I can hardly be seen. How can this great love be inside me? Look at your eyes. They are small, but they see enormous things.
The work of magic is this, that it breathes and at every breath transforms realities.
I have blossomed so much, I am the envy of the gardens.
Someone who goes with a half a loaf of bread to a small place that fits like a nest around him, someone who wants no more, who is not himself longed for by anyone else. He is a letter to everyone. You open it. It says, Live.
In the Friend-place nothing true can be said. Let Me Just Be Here.
Words can fertilize space now and then; don’t deny yourself becoming enriched.
There is nothing I want but your Presence. In friendship, time dissolves.