Don't you know Yet? It is your light that lights the World.
A wealth you cannot imagineflows through you.Do not consider what strangers say.Be secluded in your secret heart-house,that bowl of silence.
If you are irritated by every rub, how will your mirror be polished?
In the slaughterhouse of love, they kill only the best, none of the weak or deformed. Don't run away from this dying. Whoever's not killed for love is dead meat.
Beauty surrounds us.
Goodbyes are only for those who love with their eyes. Because for those who love with heart and soul there is no such thing as separation.
Let silence take you to the core of life.
Travel brings power and love back into your life.
What can I do, Muslims? I do not know myself.I am neither Christian nor Jew, neither Magian nor Muslim,I am not from east or west, not from land or sea,not from the shafts of nature nor from the spher...
Yesterday I was clever, so I wanted to change the world. Today I am wise, so I am changing myself.
Infinite mercy flows continuallyBut you're asleep and can't see it.The sleeper's robe goes on drinking river waterWhile he frantically hunts mirages in dreamsAnd runs continually here and there shouti...
By the day,I praised you and never knew it, by night, I stayed with you and never knew it. I always thought I was me but no,I was you and never knew it.
Suffering is a gift. In it is hidden mercy.
I am yours.Don't give myself back to me.
Grief can be the garden of compassion. If you keep your heart open through everything, your pain can become your greatest ally in your life's search for love and wisdom
With life as short as a half taken breath, don't plant anything but love.
You dance inside my chest,where no one sees you,but sometimes I do, and thatsight becomes this art.
A craftsman pulled a reed from the reedbed,cut holes in it, and called it a human being.Since then, it's been wailing a tender agonyof parting, never mentioning the skillthat gave it life as a flute
Love comes with a knife, not some shy question, and not with fears for its reputation!
And you? When will you begin that long journey into yourself?