If you put your soul against the oar with me, the power that made the universe will enter your sinew from a source not outside of your limbs, but from a holy realm that lives within us.

He who tastes not, knows not.

The ocean of the body crashes against the ocean of the heart. Between them is a barrier they cannot cross.

Smiles come best from those who weep.

Pull the thorn of existence out of the heart! Fast! For when you do, you will see thousands of rose gardens in yourself.

Shams, my body is a candle touched with fire.

I am burning. If anyone lacks tinder, let him set his rubbish ablaze with my fire.