Without the frown of clouds and lightning, the vines would be burned by the smiling sun.
At the end of my life, with just one breath left, if you come, I’ll sit up and sing.
The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you. Don't go back to sleep.
There's no one with intelligence in this town except that man over there playing with the children, the one riding the stick horse. He has keen, fiery insight and vast dignity like the night sky, but he conceals it in the madness of child's play.
Where the lips are silent the heart has a thousand tongues.
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