There was a time, when I blamed my companion if his religion did not resemble mine. Now, however, my heart accepts every form....Love alone is my religion.

I believe in the religion of Love, whatever direction its caravans may take, for Love is my religion and my faith.

None but God is loved in the exist- ent things. It is He who is manifest within every beloved to the eye of every lover – and there is nothing in the existent realm that is not a lover

How can the heart travel to God, when it is chained by its desires?

The ignorant one does not see his ignorance as he basks in its darkness; nor does the knowledgeable one see his own knowledge, for he basks in its light

If you find it complicated to answer someone’s question, do not answer it, for his container is already full and does not have room for the answer

Your personal nature seeks its paradise.