Everyone has been made for some particular work, and the desire for that work has been put in every heart. Let yourself be silently drawn by the stronger pull of what you really love.
If you dig a pit for others to fall into, you will fall into it yourself.
Whenever they rebuild an old building, they must first of all destroy the old one.
Your curly hair is seduction of infidelity while your moon-face is piety, Glimpse it from the infidel's eye you'll then see bot as a source of blessing. In every moment like the Moon the venerated "bot" shows its face, Until the Arab symbols surfaced, the heart then hid its secrets.
Sunlight fell upon the wall; the wall received a borrowed splendor. Why set your heart on a piece of earth, O simple one? Seek out the source which shines forever.