If only you knew what bliss I find in being nothing.

Last night I learned how to be a lover of God. To live in this world and call nothing my own.

The angel is free because of his knowledge, the beast because of his ignorance. Between the two remains the son of man to struggle.

Sadness to me is the happiest time, When a shining city rises from the ruins of my drunken mind. Those times when I'm silent and still as the earth, The thunder of my roar is heard across the universe.

The day you were born, a ladder was set up to help you escape this world.

Love is an endless ocean, with no beginning or end. Imagine, a suspended ocean, riding on a cushion of ancient secrets.

Love's nationality is separate from all other religions, The lover's religion and nationality is the Beloved (God). The lover's cause is separate from all other causes Love is the astrolabe of God's mysteries.