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We are born of love; Love is our mother.

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

The best loved by God are those that are rich, yet have the humility of the poor, and those that are poor and have the magnanimity of the rich.

You left and I cried tears of blood. My sorrow grows. Its not just that You left. But when You left my eyes went with You. Now, how will I cry?

The garden of love is green without limit and yields many fruits other than sorrow or joy. Love is beyond either condition: without spring, without autumn, it is always fresh.

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

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.

Beg of God the removal of envy, that God may deliver you from externals, and bestow upon you an inward occupation, which will absorb you so that your attention is not drawn away.

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

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.

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.

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&#39;s search for love and wisdom.

The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don&#39;t finally meet somewhere. They&#39;re in each other all along.

I am neither of the East nor of the West, no boundaries exist within my breast.

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

Woman is a ray of God. She is not that earthly beloved: she is creative, not created.

However much I might try to expound or explain Love, when I come to Love itself, I am ashamed of my explanations... Love alone can explain the mysteries of love and lovers.

The moment I first heard love I gave up my soul, my heart, and my eyes.

the truth was a mirror in the hands of God. It fell, and broke into pieces. Everybody took a piece of it, and they looked at it and thought they had the truth.

The gifts of lovers to one another are, in respect to love, nothing but forms; yet, they testify to invisible love.

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

I have learned so much from God that I can no longer call myself a Christian, a Hindu, a Muslim, a Buddhist, a Jew.

There are a thousand ways to kneel and kiss the ground; there are a thousand ways to go home again.