I Was Dead, Then Alive.

Thankfulness Brings You To The Place Where The Beloved Lives.

My Friend, The Sufi Is The Friend Of The Present Moment. To Say Tomorrow Is Not Our Way.

The Quieter We Become, The More We Can Hear.

Let The Lover Be Disgraceful, Crazy, Absent-minded. Someone Sober Will Worry About Events Going Badly. Let The Lover Be.

You're Water. We're The Millstone. You're Wind. We're Dust Blown Up Into Shapes. You're Spirit. We're The Opening And Closing Of Our Hands. You're The Clarity. We're The Language That Tries To Say It. You're Joy. We're All The Different Kinds Of Laughing.