Darkness may hide the trees and the flowers from the eyes but it cannot hide love from the soul.

A servant wants to be rewarded for what he does. A lover wants only to be in love's presence, that ocean whose depth will never be known.

I grow silent. Dear soul, you speak.

When you reach the bottom of the well of your own nature, then you will know that the vileness was from yourself.

This world's existence is one night long. There's a great lively gathering that night, but some people sleep through it.

Anyone who knows me, should learn to know me again; For I am like the Moon, you will see me with new face everyday.

The Water said to the dirty one, “Come here.” The dirty one said, “I am too ashamed.” The water replied, “How will your shame be washed away without me?