Consumed by the agony of remembrance The remembrance of night's festive company The one remaining candle flickers and dies.

Consumed by the agony of remembrance The remembrance of night's festive company The one remaining candle flickers and dies.

Love cannot be seeded into someone. It is a fire that is difficult to kindle but once it takes on, it is equally difficult to extinguish.

Since sorrow follows joy As autumn does the spring Man must transcend the joys Of earth, which sorrows bring.

The world is no more than the Beloved's face. And the desire of the One to know its own beauty, we exist.

I asked my soul: What is Delhi? She replied: The world is the body and Delhi its life!

If there is a knower of tongues here, fetch him; There's a stranger in the city And he has many things to say.