If you have not learned to be a passionate lover, do not count your life as lived. On the day of reckoning, it will not be counted.

The intellectual quest, though fine as pearl or coral, is not the spiritual search. That spiritual search is on another level. Spiritual wine is a different substance.

In Silence there is eloquence.

The water in the stream may have changed many times, but the reflection of the moon and the stars remains the same.

Let the Beloved be a hat pulled down firmly on my head.

Pour out wine till I become a wanderer from myself; for in selfhood and existence I have felt only fatigue.

Be with those who help your being. Don't sit with indifferent people, whose breath comes cold out of their mouths.