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I have no companion but Love, no beginning, no end, no dawn. The Soul calls from within me: &#39;You, ignorant of the way of Love, set Me free.&#39;

That which God said to the rose, and caused it to laugh in full-blown beauty, He said to my heart, and made it a hundred times more beautiful.

Have patience. All things are difficult before they become easy.

Everyone has been made for some particular work, and the desire for that work has been put in every heart.

Send a bouquet of your face with the morning breeze.

Don&#39;t grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form.

A little and a little, collected together, becomes a great deal; the heap in the barn consists of single grains, and drop and drop make the inundation.

It may be that the satisfaction I need depends on my going away, so that when I&#39;ve gone and come back, I&#39;ll find it at home.

Why should I be unhappy? Every parcel of my being is in full bloom.

I have seen the king with a face of Glory, He who is the eye and the sun of heaven, He who is the companion and healer of all beings, He who is the soul and the universe that births souls.

If you find the mirror of the heart dull, the rust has not been cleared from its face.

This is the essence of all sciences - that you should know who you will be when the Day of Reckoning arrives.

Whatever makes an impression on the heart seems lovely in the eye.

Plant the love of the holy ones within your spirit; don&#39;t give your heart to anything, but the love of those whose hearts are glad.

Something opens our wings. Something makes boredom and hurt disappear. Someone fills the cup in front of us: We taste only sacredness.

Ever since happiness heard your name, it has been running through the streets trying to find you.

When I die, I shall soar with angels, and when I die to the angels, what I shall become you cannot imagine.

He who is a slave to his stomach seldom worships God.

Whenever you argue with another wiser than yourself in order that others may admire your wisdom, they will discover your ignorance.

When someone beats a rug, the blows are not against the rug, but against the dust in it.

Listen! Clam up your mouth and be silent like an oyster shell, for that tongue of yours is the enemy of the soul, my friend. When the lips are silent, the heart has a hundred tongues.

I fear God and next to God I mostly fear them that fear him not.

What shall I say, O Muslims, I know not myself, I am neither a Christian, nor a Jew, nor a Zoroastrian, nor a Muslim.