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

You are a fountain of the sun's light. I am a willow shadow on the ground. You make my raggedness silky.

Lovers think they are looking for each other, but there is only one search: wandering This world is wandering that, both inside one transparent sky. In here there is no dogma and no heresy.

Every rose that is sweet-scented within, That rose is telling of the secrets of the Universal.

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

To find the Beloved, you must become the Beloved.

Fasting is the first principle of medicine.