Whenever you are alone, remind yourself that God has sent everyone else away so that there is only you and Him.

Your heart knows the way. Run in that direction.

In the slaughterhouse of love, they kill only the best, none of the weak or deformed. Don't run away from this dying. Whoever's not killed for love is dead meat.

You are a lover of your own experience ... not of me ... you turn to me to feel ur own emotion

You think of yourself as a citizen of the universe. You think you belong to this world of dust and matter. Out of this dust you have created a personal image, and have forgotten about the essence of your true origin

This is how I would die into the love I have for you: As pieces of cloud dissolve in sunlight.

Greed makes man blind and foolish, and makes him an easy prey for death.