You could string a hundred endless days together, My soul would find no comfort from this pain. You laugh at my tale? You may be educated But you haven’t learned to love till you’re insane

Once you conquer your selfish self, all your darkness will change to light.

It is certain that an atom of goodness on the path of faith is never lost.

Everything you possess of skill, and wealth, and handicraft, wasn't it first merely a thought and a quest?

Iron was black and sheenless, but cleansing and polishing washed away its blackness.

Feel the delight of walking in the noisy street and being the noise.

A lover in life will be a lover in death, a lover in the tomb, a lover in paradise, a lover on the day of resurrection.