Whoever is sitting with friends is in the midst of a flower garden, though he may be in the fire. Whoever sits with an enemy is in the fire, even though he is in the midst of a garden.

Iron was black and sheenless, but cleansing and polishing washed away its blackness.

What I had thought of before as God, I met today in a human being.

The time has come to turn your heart into a temple of fire. Your essence is gold hidden in dust. To reveal its splendor you need to burn in the fire of love.

My heart is burning with love. All I can see is this flame. My heart is burning with passion, like waves on an ocean. I'm at home, wherever I am. And in the room of lovers, I can see with closed eyes the beauty that dances. Behind the veils, intoxicated with love, I too dance the rhythm of this moving world.

I can sense your presence in my Heart although you belong to all the world.

To love is human. To feel pain is human. Yet to still love despite the pain is pure angel.