Now be silent. Let the One who creates the words speak. He made the door. He made the lock. He also made the key.

If all you can do is crawl, start crawling.

There are lovers content with longing. I’m not one of them.

This is love: to fly toward a secret sky

If you have not learned to be a passionate lover, do not count your life as lived. On the day of reckoning, it will not be counted.

We are as the flute, and the music in us is from thee; we are as the mountain and the echo in us is from thee.

A Candle never Loses any of its Light while Lighting up another candle.