people want you to be happy, don't keep serving them your pain

From cane reeds, sugar. From a worm's cocoon, silk. Be patient if you can, and from sour grapes will come something sweet.

Remember God so much that you are forgotten. Let the caller and the called disappear; be lost in the Call.

Beauty is the garden scent of roses, murmuring water flowing gently...Can words describe the indescribable?

A craftsman pulled a reed from the reedbed, cut holes in it, and called it a human being. Since then, it's been wailing a tender agony of parting, never mentioning the skill that gave it life as a flute

Come sit with me! Let us drink the holy wine of happiness.

Muhammad says, 'Love of one's country is a part of the faith.' But don't take that literally! Your real 'country' is where you're heading, not where you are. Don't misread that hadith.