Love rushed into my veins emptying me of myself. Now filled with the Beloved my only possession is my name.

Keep digging your well. Water is there somewhere.

If you want to ascend like the Prophet to the sky of immortality, know this very well: Fasting is your Arabian stallion.

This is the essence of all sciences - that you should know who you will be when the Day of Reckoning arrives.

Life is balance of holding on and letting go.

Knowing that conscious decisions and personal memory are much too small a place to live, every human being streams at night into the loving nowhere, or during the day, in some absorbing work.

We cannot steal the fire. We must enter it.