What shall I say, O Muslims, I know not myself, I am neither a Christian, nor a Jew, nor a Zoroastrian, nor a Muslim.

I want to sing like the birds sing, not worrying about who hears or what they think.

For those who realize that everything is from God, everything is the same.

I want to be where your bare foot walks, because maybe before you step, you'll look at the ground. I want that blessing

Let yourself be gently pulled by the deeper desire of what you want.

Be silent. That heart speaks without tongue or lips.

What is a tiny insignificant seed that, when Spring arrives, It should not be annihilated for a tree to arrive.