Your worst enemy is hiding within yourself, and that enemy is your nafs or false ego.

Who could be so lucky? Who comes to a lake for water and sees the reflection of moon.

By the mercy of Allah Paradise has eight doors one of those is the door of repentance, child. All the others are sometimes open, sometimes shut, but the door of repentance is never closed. Come seize the opportunity: the door is open; carry your baggage there at once.

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

Everything is emptiness. Everything else, accidental. Emptiness brings peace to your loving. Everything else, disease. In this world of trickery, emptiness is what your soul wants.

I grow silent. Dear soul, you speak.

I am iron resisting the most enormous magnet there is.