Why struggle to open a door between us when the whole wall is an illusion?

Shams, my body is a candle touched with fire.

Place a padlock on your throat and hide the key.

Today, like every other day, we wake up empty and frightened. Don't open the door to the study and begin reading. Take down the dulcimer. Let the beauty we love be what we do. There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.

Love possesses seven hundred wings, and each one extends from the highest heaven to the lowest earth.

There is something to be said for anyone who sits alone with dignity and silently begs for God.

The work of magic is this, that it breathes and at every breath transforms realities.