“Whoever builds his faith exclusively on demonstrative proofs and deductive arguments, builds a faith on which it is impossible to rely. For he is affected by the negativities of constant objections. Certainty(al-yaqin) does not derive from the evidences of the mind but pours out from the depths of the heart.”

Beware of confining yourself to a particular belief and denying all else, for much good would elude you – indeed, the knowledge of reality would elude you. Be in yourself a matter for all forms of belief, for God is too vast and tremendous to be restricted to one belief rather than another.

It is He who is revealed in every face, sought in every sign, gazed upon by every eye, worshipped in every object of worship, and pursued in the unseen and the visible. Not a single one of His creatures can fail to find Him in its primordial and original nature.

I am in love with no other than myself, and my very separation is my union… I am my beloved and my lover; I am my knight and my maiden.

There was a time, when I blamed my companion if his religion did not resemble mine. Now, however, my heart accepts every form….Love alone is my religion.

None but God is loved in the exist- ent things. It is He who is manifest within every beloved to the eye of every lover – and there is nothing in the existent realm that is not a lover.

How can the heart travel to God, when it is chained by its desires?

Your personal nature seeks its paradise.

If you find it complicated to answer someone’s question, do not answer it, for his container is already full and does not have room for the answer.

My creed is LOVE; Wherever its caravan turns along the way, That is my belief, My faith.

Each person is oriented toward a quest for his personal invisible guide, or he entrusts himself to the collective, magisterial authority as the intermediary between himself and Revelation.

I follow the Way of Love, and where Love’s caravan takes its path, there is my religion, my faith.

My heart can take on any form: A meadow for gazelles, A cloister for monks, For the idols, sacred ground, Ka’ba for the circling pilgrim, The tables of the Torah, The scrolls of the Quran. My creed is Love; Wherever its caravan turns along the way, That is my belief, My faith.

I believe in the religion of Love, whatever direction its caravans may take, for Love is my religion and my faith.

When you know yourself, your ‘I’ness vanishes and you know that you and Allah are one and the same.

You are My sight, so have faith. You are My Face, so veil yourself.

God sleeps in the rock, dreams in the plant, stirs in the animal, and awakens in man.

Make sure you never, never argue at night. You just lose a good night’s sleep, and you can’t settle anything until morning anyway.

There’s nothing I like less than bad arguments for a view that I hold dear.

There’s nothing I like less than bad arguments for a view that I hold dear.

I don’t have to attend every argument I’m invited to.

The more extreme advocates from one side helped to validate the arguments of extremists on the other.

Arguments of convenience lack integrity and inevitably trip you up.

Uneducated people delight in argument and fault-finding, for it is easy to find fault, but difficult to recognize the good and its inner necessity.

There is hardly a better way to avoid discussion than by releasing an argument from the control of the present and by saying that only the future will reveal its merits.