Trade your cleverness for bewilderment.

Feel the delight of walking in the noisy street and being the noise.

Muhammad says, 'Love of one's country is a part of the faith.' But don't take that literally! Your real 'country' is where you're heading, not where you are. Don't misread that hadith.

I have no companion but Love, no beginning, no end, no dawn. The Soul calls from within me: 'You, ignorant of the way of Love, set Me free.'

The ocean of the body crashes against the ocean of the heart. Between them is a barrier they cannot cross.

Wisdom is like the rain. Its source is limitless, but it comes down according to the season.

The garden of the world has no limits, except in your mind.