Sleep is a mirror of life in which can be seen the reflection of death.

In love, there is no distinction between success and failure. If love remains then even separation is union otherwise even union is separation.

In order to spend out our time (life) we sell some of this time. We work for someone, we labour. In freedom we do slavery.

This life is but a dream. A state of sleep but how unfortunate that man's eyes open only when they are about to be closed (forever).

He who has no light in his heart, what will he gain from the festival of lamps.

There are persons who rise through grief and there are persons who fall because of grief.

The world is ancient, but it has not lost its newness.