We owe thankfulness to God, not sour faces.

Love's nationality is separate from all other religions, The lover's religion and nationality is the Beloved (God). The lover's cause is separate from all other causes Love is the astrolabe of God's mysteries.

When you have indulged a lust, your wing drops off; you become lame, abandoned by a fantasy. …People fancy they are enjoying themselves, but they are really tearing out their wings for the sake of an illusion.

Set your sights on a place higher than your eyes can see.

The spiritual path wrecks the body And afterwards restores it to health. It destroys the house to unearth the treasure, And with that treasure builds it better than before.

Once we were particles of Light, now we are Beings of Light, radiating Love.

Stop the words now. Open the window in the center of your chest, and let the spirits fly in and out.