Love is the Divine Mother's arms; when those arms are spread, every Soul falls Into them.
Hazrat Inayat KhanThe happiness of this world is something we cannot keep; it is just like the horizon - the nearer you go, the farther it goes. As soon as you get it, you see it is not the thing you wanted.
Hazrat Inayat KhanI played the vina until my heart turned into the same instrument. Then I offered this instrument to the Divine Musician, the only muscian existing. Since then I have become His flute, and when He chooses He plays His music. The people give me credit for this music which, in reality, is not due to me, but to the Musician who plays his own instrument.
Hazrat Inayat Khan