For that which is boundless in you abides in the mansion of the sky, whose door is the morning mist, and whose windows are the songs and the silences of night.

God listens not to your words save when He Himself utters them through your lips.

Hell is not in torture; Hell is in an empty heart.

I love you when you bow in your mosque, kneel in your temple, pray in your church. For you and I are sons of one religion, and it is the spirit.

Inspiration will always sing; inspiration will never explain.

Spare me the political events and power struggles, as the whole earth is my homeland and all men are my fellow countrymen.

Rebellion without truth is like spring in a bleak, arid desert.