The rose's rarest essence lives in the thorns.
When you're traveling, ask the traveler for advice / not someone whose lameness keeps him in one place.
Through love, all pain will turn to medicine.
Oh, bird of my soul, fly away now, For I possess a hundred fortified towers.
Let yourself be silently drawn by the stronger pull of what you really love. In the depths there is a spring with all the water your heart is thirsty for.
There is a void in your soul, ready to be filled. You feel it, don't you? You feel the separation from the Beloved. Invite Him to fill you up, embrace the fire.