Once the seed of faith takes root, it cannot be blown away, even by the strongest wind - Now that’s a blessing.

In love’s country, language doesn’t have its place. Love is mute.

You have mourned over others; now sit down for a while and weep over your own self.

Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it.

What the sayer of praise is really praising is himself, by saying implicitly, My eyes are clear." Likewise, someone who criticizes is criticizing himself, saying implicitly, "I can't see very well with my eyes so inflamed.

A lover in life will be a lover in death, a lover in the tomb, a lover in paradise, a lover on the day of resurrection.

If you knew yourself for even one moment, if you could just glimpse your most beautiful face, maybe you wouldn’t slumber so deeply in that house of clay. Why not move into your house of joy and shine into every crevice! For you are the secret Treasure-bearer, and always have been. Didn’t you know?