To get what you love, you must first be patient with what you hate.
It is sometimes said that we drink our religion with our mother's milk.
The hypocrite looks for faults; the believer looks for excuses.
Love for God is the farthest reach of all stations, the sun of the highest degrees, and there is no station after that of love, except its fruit and its consequences.
He who buries his head deep into a nosebag full of food cannot hope to see the invisible world.
The way to paradise is an uphill climb whereas hell is downhill. Hence, there is a struggle to get to paradise and not to hell.