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• You were born with wings. Why prefer to crawl through life?
• God turns you from one feeling to another and teaches by means
of opposites, so that you will have two wings to fly, not one.
• When the remedy you have offered only increases the disease, then leave
him who will not be cured, and tell your story to someone who seeks the
truth
• All day I think about it, then at night I say it. Where did I come
from, and what am I supposed to be doing? I have no idea. My soul
is from elsewhere, I'm sure of that, and I intend to end up there.
• Silence
is an ocean. Speech is a river.
• When the ocean is searching for you, don't walk
into the language-river. Listen to the ocean,
and bring your talky business to an end
• Traditional words are just babbling
in that presence, and babbling is a substitute
for sight.
• Every object and being in the universe is
a jar overflowing with wisdom and beauty,
a drop of the Tigris that cannot be contained
by any skin. Every jarful spills and makes the earth
more shining, as though covered in satin.
• You knock at the door of Reality. You shake your thought wings, loosen
your shoulders, and open.
• This
that we are now
created the body, cell by cell,
like bees building a honeycomb.
• The human body and the universe
grew from this, not this from the universe and the human body.
• o not grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form.
• Every tree and plant in the meadow seemed to be dancing, those which average
eyes would see as fixed and still.
• God's joy moved from unmarked box to unmarked box,
from cell to cell.
• Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I will meet you there.
• Observe the wonders as they occur around you.
Don't claim them. Feel the artistry
moving through, and be silent.
• Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,
there is a field. I will meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about
language, ideas, even the phrase each other
doesn't make any sense.
• Between wrongness and rightness there is a field. I will meet you there.
• They will accuse you of all the wrongdoings, they will call you ugly names, they will
make you forget it is me, who is the source of your happiness.
• Didn't I tell you
not to be satisfied with the veil of this world?
I am the master illusionist,
it is me, who is the welcoming banner at the gate of your contentment.
• Didn't I tell you?
I am an ocean, you are a fish;
do not go to the dry land,
it is me, who is your comforting body of water.
• Didn't I tell you?
They will accuse you of all the wrongdoings,
they will call you ugly names,
they will make you forget
it is me, who is the source of your happiness.
• Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers
within yourself that you have built against it.
• O SUN, fill our house once more with light!
Make happy all your friends and blind your foes!
Rise from behind the hill, transform the stones
To rubies and the sour grapes to wine!
O Sun, make our vineyard fresh again,
And fill the steppes with houris and green cloaks!
Physician of the lovers, heaven's lamp!
Rescues the lovers! Help the suffering!
Show but your face - the world is filled with light!
But if you cover it, it's the darkest night!
• asked for a kiss you gave me six. Whose pupil were you to become such a master?
Full of kindness, generosity... You are not of this world.
• Stay in the company of lovers.
Those other kinds of people, they each
want to show you something.
• A crow will lead you to an empty barn,
A parrot to sugar.
• You are in love with me, I shall make you perplexed.
Do not build much, for I intend to have you in ruins. If you build two hundred
houses in a manner that the bees do; I shall make you as homeless as a fly. If you
are the mount Qaf in stability. I shall make you whirl like a millstone.