Seek passion, seek passion, seek passion!
I have put duality away. I have seen the two worlds are one.
No one looks back and regrets leaving this world. What's regretted is how real we thought it was.
By the mercy of Allah Paradise has eight doors one of those is the door of repentance, child. All the others are sometimes open, sometimes shut, but the door of repentance is never closed. Come seize the opportunity: the door is open; carry your baggage there at once.
Those loves which are for the sake of a colour are not love. In the end they are a disgrace.
Lovers move like lightning and wind. No contest. Theologians mumble, rumble-dumble, necessity and free will, while lover and beloved pull themselves into each other.