When a man becomes old, his greed becomes young: sleep grows heavy at the time of morning.

Seek for the truth from the heart which is empty of thought.

To quit this troubled world is better than to enter it: the rosebud enters the garden with straitened heart and departs smiling.

The roots of the aged palm tree exceed those of the young one; the old have a greater attachment to the world.

Become placeless, for to change this place of water and clay is but to move from one prison to another.

In this market every head has a different fancy: everyone winds his turban in a different fashion.

To the seeker after pearls, silence is a speaking argument, for no breath comes forth from the diver of the sea.