This earth, burnished by hearing the name, is so certain of love,
that the sky bends unceasingly down, to greet its own light.

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.

The drop grows happy by losing itself in the river.

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

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

Whereas it is difficult for everything to work out easily, A man cannot even afford to be a human

Whoever can't see the whole in every part plays at blind man's bluff. A wise man tastes the entire Tigris in every sip.