“While you are alive, your worldly self is like a collector of benefits from Allah’s bounties, which come to you from myriads of hands.”

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.

The last thing I ever wanted was to be alive when the three most powerful people on the whole planet would be named Bush, Dick and Colon.

The last time I felt alive – I was looking into your eyes. Breathing your air, touching your skin, saying goodbye. The last time I felt alive, I was dying.

Give up all hope of peace so long as your mother-in-law is alive.

I’ve been so unhappy for years, so unhappy, I don’t understand how a human being can be so unhappy all the time and still be alive.

Be glad you’re even alive. Be furious you’re going to die.

The world is getting to be such a dangerous place, a man is lucky to get out of it alive.

It’s a funny old world. A man’s lucky if he gets out of it alive.

Hold your head high, stick your chest out. It gets dark sometimes, but morning comes. Keep hope alive.