The satiated person and the hungry one do not see the same thing when they look upon a loaf of bread.
Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field. I'll meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass the world is too full to talk about.
Last night my teacher taught me the lesson of Poverty: Having nothing and wanting nothing.
O Beloved, where is the Beloved?
The day you were born, a ladder was set up to help you escape this world.
Why, when God's world is so big, did you fall asleep in a prison, of all places?