The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere. They’re in each other all along.

May these vows and this marriage be blessed.

We are born of love; Love is our mother.

Let the beauty of what you love be what you do.

Love will find its way through all languages on its own.

Don’t grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form.

Your depression is connected to your insolence and refusal to praise.

Why should I be unhappy? Every parcel of my being is in full bloom.

May this marriage be full of laughter, our every day in paradise.

That which is false troubles the heart, but truth brings joyous tranquillity.

Oh, bird of my soul, fly away now, For I possess a hundred fortified towers.

The moment I first heard love I gave up my soul, my heart, and my eyes.

Beauty surrounds us, but usually we need to be walking in a garden to know it.

I am neither of the East nor of the West, no boundaries exist within my breast.

Woman is a ray of God. She is not that earthly beloved: she is creative, not created.

If you find the mirror of the heart dull, the rust has not been cleared from its face.

When someone beats a rug, the blows are not against the rug, but against the dust in it.

Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I will meet you there.

Everything that is made beautiful and fair and lovely is made for the eye of one who sees.

Water, stories, the body, all the things we do, are mediums that hid and show what’s hidden.