Whatever purifies you is the right path.
The fire puffed up with pride its flaming head, But soon the wind pronounced that ‘it is dead'.
The glance of Love is crystal clear.
When I am with you, everything is prayer.
The message behind the words is the voice of the heart.
When a bird gets free, it does not go back for remnants left on the bottom of the cage.
What will our children do in the morning if they do not see us fly?
The lover visible, the Beloved invisible: whose crazy idea was this?
When I die, I shall soar with angels, and when I die to the angels, what I shall become you cannot imagine.