Maybe you are searching among the branches, for what only appears in the roots.

Forget safety. Live where you fear to live. Destroy your reputation. Be notorious.

Everyone has been made for some particular work, and the desire for that work has been put in every heart.

The lovers of God never run out of patience, for they know that time is needed for the crescent moon to become full.

All my feelings have the color you desire to paint.

Oh you, unceasing sun, to me Your particles communicate The luminous essence of God, Are you our God? I do not know. Intoxicated, I say nought, Bewitched by the magic potion. I cannot differentiate Between my drunk and sober state.

Look for the answer inside your question.