My heart is so small it's almost invisible. How can You place such big sorrows in it? "Look," He answered, "your eyes are even smaller, yet they behold the world.

The time has come to turn your heart into a temple of fire.

Pilgrimage to the place of the wise is to find escape from the flame of separateness.

Let lovers be crazy, disgraceful and wild Those who fret about such things Aren’t in love.

Light the incense! You have to burn to be fragrant.

This is love: to fly toward a secret sky

The gifts of lovers to one another are, in respect to love, nothing but forms; yet, they testify to invisible love.