When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.
I love you when you bow in your mosque, kneel in your temple, pray in your church. For you and I are sons of one religion, and it is the spirit.
Poverty is a veil that obscures the face of greatness. An appeal is a mask covering the face of tribulation.
Hallow the body as a temple to comeliness and sanctify the heart as a sacrifice to love; love recompenses the adorers.
In the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures. For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.
Friendship is always a sweet responsibility, never an opportunity.
Zeal is a volcano, the peak of which the grass of indecisiveness does not grow.
When love beckons to you, follow him, Though his ways are hard and steep. And when his wings enfold you yield to him, Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.
We choose our joys and sorrows long before we experience them.
Much of your pain is the bitter potion by which the physician within you heals your sick self.