If one finds oneself with bread in both hands, that person should exchange one loaf for some flowers of the narcissus, because the loaf feeds the body, but the flowers feed the soul.
O Allah! Pardon my sins. Yes, I come.
Flowers feed the soul.
He who honestly instructs reverences God.
Where one is present, God is the second, and where there are two, God is the third.
Sleep is the sister of death and the dwellers of heaven will not sleep