The life of this world is nothing but the harmony of opposites
I cannot stop asking. If I could taste one sip of an answer, I could break out of this prison for drunks.
The lovers of God have no religion but God alone.
I, you, he, she, we In the garden of mystic lovers, these are not true distinctions.
Trade your cleverness for bewilderment.
When you reach the bottom of the well of your own nature, then you will know that the vileness was from yourself.