Love is a tree; and lovers are its shade.
Asleep or awake, writing or reading, whatever you do, you must never be without the remembrance of God.
Be a lamp, or a lifeboat, or a ladder. Help someone's soul heal. Walk out of your house like a shepherd.
Pilgrimage to the place of the wise is to find escape from the flame of separateness.
The soul has been given its own ears to hear things mind does not understand.
Love is an open secret, the most obvious thing in the world and the most hidden, with no why to how it keeps its mystery.