You run back and forth listening for unusual events, peering into the faces of travelers. "Why are you looking at me like a madman?" I have lost a friend. Please forgive me.

Achieve some perfection [excellence] yourself, so that you may not fall into sorrow by seeing the perfection in others.

My heart is burning with love. All I can see is this flame. My heart is burning with passion, like waves on an ocean. I'm at home, wherever I am. And in the room of lovers, I can see with closed eyes the beauty that dances. Behind the veils, intoxicated with love, I too dance the rhythm of this moving world.

You can accomplish a hundred other things but if you do not accomplish the one thing for which you have been sent, it will be as if you have done nothing.

May these vows and this marriage be blessed.

Everything you possess of skill, and wealth, and handicraft, wasn't it first merely a thought and a quest?

Silence is the root of everything. If you spiral into its void a hundred voices will thunder messages you long to hear.