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

The object of my worship lies beyond perceptions reach. For those who see, the Ka'ba is a compass, nothing more.

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.

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

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

Alas, not all things in life are easy; Even man struggles to be human.

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