Tree limbs rise and fall like the ecstatic arms of those who have submitted to the mystical life. Leaf sounds talk together like poets making fresh metaphors.

Dance until you shatter yourself.

Those loves which are for the sake of a colour are not love. In the end they are a disgrace.

We rarely hear the inward music, but we're all dancing to it nevertheless.

Say Bismillah, In the name of God, as the shaykh does with a knife when he offers an animal. Bismillah your old self to find your real name. - Jalaluddin al

Peaceful is the one who is not concerned with having more or less.

Come, come, whoever you are. Wanderer, worshiper, lover of leaving. It doesn't matter. Ours is not a caravan of despair. Come, even if you have broken your vows a thousand times. Come, yet again, come, come.