Be kind to your sleeping heart. Take it out into the vast fields of light...And let it breathe.

An awake heart is like a sky that pours light.

Pulling out the chair beneath your mind And watching you fall upon God What else is there for Hafiz to do that is any fun in this world!

Your heart and my heart are very, very old friends.

Run my dear, from anything that may not strengthen your precious budding wings. Run like hell my dear, from anyone likely to put a sharp knife into the sacred, tender vision of your beautiful heart.

Now is the time to know that all that you do is sacred... Now is the time for you to deeply compute the impossibility that there is anything but grace.

Love sometimes wants to do us a great favor: hold us upside down and shake all the nonsense out.