If I suffer through His love silently, He gets bored. If I open my heart, jealous people fight with me. If I protect the glass of my heart, He says, “Are you ashamed of My love?” Rubailer, Rubai #4, Page 205
Fate is not the slave of our heart's desire; Existence is a means to reach Absence. Our nanny is behind the curtain. In fact, we are not here; those are our shadows. Ergin, Rubailar, Verse #4, Page 109
You are nothing but wet kindling Until you are cooked in the flames of your heart. Unless you rid yourself of the body’s cloak, The flames of Love cannot be your mentor. Ergin, Rubailar, Verse #3, Page 419
Wines have been offered from the Sun of happiness to me. The cells of my body have become a knob on the door of the tavern. Come, watch the face of our Sun; that face is the Garden of Eden. Stay in the shade of His hair which is divided...
Understand this well: The work of the mind belongs in the basement. Even if the mind becomes Plato in knowledge, It still remains outside of the palace. (more…)