We may know who we are or we may not. We may be Muslims, Jews or Christians but until our hearts become the mould for every heart we will see only our differences.

The meaning of poetry has no sureness of direction; is like the sling, it is not under control.

Patience is the key to joy.

God looks not at your form, nor at your deeds, but at your Heart.

Someone who does not run toward the allure of love walks a road where nothing lives.

The rule that covers everything is: how you are with others, expect that back.

Don't run away from grief, o’ soul/ Look for the remedy inside the pain/ because the rose came from the thorn/ and the ruby came from a stone.