Everyone Has His Own Imagination Of God.

Moth: I Gave You My Life. Flame: I Allowed You To Kiss Me.

We, The Human Beings In This World, If There Is A Spark Of Goodness Or Kindness In Our Hearts, Avoid Judging People. We Prefer Forgiving To Judging.

If Someone Strikes My Heart, It Does Not Break, But It Bursts, And The Flame Coming Out Of It Becomes A Torch On My Path.

The Religion Of The Sufi Is The Religion Of The Heart. The Principal Moral Of The Sufi Is To Consider The Heart Of Others, So That In The Pleasure And Displeasure Of His Fellow-man He Sees The Pleasure And Displeasure Of God.

Music Touches Our Innermost Being, And In That Way Produces New Life, A Life That Gives Exaltation To The Whole Being, Raising It To That Perfection In Which Lies The Fulfillment Of Man's Life.