You have mourned over others; now sit down for a while and weep over your own self.

Hungry, you're a dog, angry and bad-natured. having eaten your fill, you become a carcass; you lie down like a wall, senseless. At one time a dog, at another time a carcass, how will you run with lions, or follow the saints?

Idle man, chases after fairy tales.

Lovers don't meet in the end, they are in each other forever.

Sometimes we plan a trip to one place, but something takes us to another

If your thought is a rose, you are a rose garden; and if it is a thistle, you are fuel for the fire.

You are the mirror of divine beauty.