Happy is the moment we sit together, with two forms, with two faces, yet one soul. You and I.
He whose intellect overcomes his lust is higher than the angels; he whose lust overcomes his intelligence is less than an animal.
Burdens are the foundations of ease and bitter things the forerunners of pleasure.
These pains you feel are messengers. Listen to them.
No one knows what makes the soul wake up so happy! Maybe a dawn breeze has blown the veil from the face of God.
Don't be the rider who gallops all nightand never sees the horse that is beneath him