I should sell my tongue and buy a thousand ears when that One steps near and begins to speak.

Play the flute of felicity! You, yourself, are the melody.

Students of cunning have consumed their hearts and learned only tricks; they've thrown away real riches: patience, self-sacrifice, generosity. Rich thought opens the way.

Don't allow your animal nature to rule your reason.

Do you pay regular visits to yourself? Don't argue or answer rationally. Let us die, and dying, reply.

Oh Beloved, take me. Liberate my soul. Fill me with your love and release me from the two worlds. If I set my heart on anything but you let fire burn me from inside. Oh Beloved, take away what I want. Take away what I do. Take away what I need. Take away everything that takes me from you.

Never lose hope, my heart, miracles dwell in the invisible. If the whole world turns against you keep your eyes on the Friend.