The essence of life is in remembering God.
As the river surrenders itself to the ocean, what is inside me moves inside you.
The instruction of the foolish is a waste of knowledge; soap cannot wash charcoal white.
I laugh when I hear that the fish in the water is thirsty. I laugh when I hear that people go on pilgrimage to find God.
My Beloved One gleams like the lightning flash in the sky.
Take a pitcher full of water and set it down in the water-now it has water inside and water outside. We mustn't give it a name, lest silly people start talking again about the body and the soul.