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

Oh, bird of my soul, fly away now, For I possess a hundred fortified towers.

It may be that the satisfaction I need depends on my going away, so that when I've gone and come back, I'll find it at home.

If it is bread that you seek, you will have bread. If it is the soul you seek, you will find the soul. If you understand this secret, you know you are that which you seek.

Longing is the core of mystery. Longing itself brings the cure. The only rule is, suffer the pain. Your desires must be disciplined And what you want to happen in time, sacrificed.

I am not from east or west not up from the ground or out of the ocean my place is placeless a trace of the traceless I belong to the beloved

If there were no way into God, I would not have lain in the grave of this body so long.