“Do not praise yourself not slander others: There are still many days to go and any thing could happen.”

Student, tell me, what is God? He is the breath inside the breath.

Are you looking for the Holy One? I am in the next seat. My shoulder is against yours.

If you haven’t experienced it, it’s not true.

My Beloved One gleams like the lightning flash in the sky.

When the flower opens, the bees will come.

I felt in need of a great pilgrimage, so I sat still for three days and God came to me.

Do not go to the garden of flowers! O friend! go not there; In your body is the garden of flowers. Take your seat on the thousand petals of the lotus, and there gaze on the infinite beauty.

I am not a Hindu, Nor a Muslim, I am this body, a play Of five elements a drama Of the spirit dancing With joy and sorrow.

Faith,Waiting in the heart of a seed, Promises a miracle of life which cannot prove at once.

Do you believe there is some place that will make thesoul less thirsty? In that great absence you will find nothing.

Listen to me brother! bring the vision of the Beloved in your heart.

When the bride is one with her lover, who cares about the wedding party?

If you don’t break your ropes while you’re alive, do you think ghosts will do it after?

As the bee collecteth honey with great zest, so the fool collecteth wealth.

What is found now is found then. If you find nothing now, you will simply end up with an apartment in the City of Death.

If you want the truth, I’ll tell you the truth. Listen to the secret sound, the real sound, which is inside you.

Make kindness your priority. Practice it every day,

On some days, getting up to face the day itself is a big win for your heart.

Sometimes, we conquer our days. Other times, we are brave just for making it through.

Every day is an up and down spiral I have become a hurricane coming in with no warning ceasing to understand where my destruction has come from at all.

Some days it is exhausting to simply exist.

If you’ve ever climbed mountains, in the most intense storms. And all they ever did was walk up a hill on a clear day for you, you have so much love in you. Never settle for the hill for someday, someone will be at the top of the mountain.

The day I know who I am, why and how is known of me, I will be me, Me: free from thorns and petals that go round and round, in heads and heels, and would reveal me, me indeed!

Rule over the rising sun. To thy greatest self be true. You must master the morning. Or the day will master you.