Listen with ears of tolerance! See through the eyes of compassion! Speak with the language of love
I want to sing like the birds sing, not worrying about who hears or what they think.
People who repress desires often turn, suddenly, into hypocrites.
Do not sit long with a sad friend. When you go to a garden do you look at the weeds? Spend more time with the roses and jasmines.
Thankfulness brings you to the place where the Beloved lives.
Sorrows are the rags of old clothes and jackets that serve to cover, and then are taken off. That undressing, and the beautiful naked body underneath, is the sweetness that comes after grief.