When you have indulged a lust, your wing drops off; you become lame, abandoned by a fantasy. …People fancy they are enjoying themselves, but they are really tearing out their wings for the sake of an illusion.

I honor those who try to rid themselves of any lying, who empty the self and have only clear being there.

Forget every touch or sound that did not teach you how to dance

Journey from the self to the Self and find the mine of gold. Leave behind what is sour and bitter and move toward the sweet.

In your light I learn how to love.

Fasting blinds the body in order to open the eyes of your soul.

The way the Beloved can fit in my heart, two thousand lives could fit in this body of mine. One kernel could contain a thousand bushels, and a hundred worlds pass through the eye of the needle.