Love calls - everywhere and always. We're sky bound. Are you coming?

Oh, wandering One, if you are in search of the greatest treasure, don't look outside. Look within, and seek That.

There is no Love greater than Love with no object. For then you, yourself, have become love, itself.

There's hidden sweetness in the stomach's emptiness.

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.

You left and I cried tears of blood. My sorrow grows. Its not just that You left. But when You left my eyes went with You. Now, how will I cry?

Something opens our wings. Something makes boredom and hurt disappear. Someone fills the cup in front of us: We taste only sacredness.