Love Is The Soul's Light, The Taste

Love Said To Me, There Is Nothing That Is Not Me. Be Silent.

Every Prophet And Every Saint Has A Way, But All Lead To God. All Ways Are Really One.

By The Mercy Of Allah Paradise Has Eight Doors One Of Those Is The Door Of Repentance, Child. All The Others Are Sometimes Open, Sometimes Shut, But The Door Of Repentance Is Never Closed. Come Seize The Opportunity: The Door Is Open; Carry Your Baggage There At Once.

When You See Anyone Complaining Of Such And Such A Person's Ill-nature And Bad Temper, Know That The Complainant Is Bad-tempered, Forasmuch As He Speaks Ill Of That Bad-tempered Person, Because He Alone Is Good-tempered Who Is Quietly Forbearing Towards The Bad-tempered And Ill-natured.

Love Is Reckless; Not Reason. Reason Seeks A Profit. Loves Comes On Strong, Consuming Herself Unabashed. Yet In The Midst Of Suffering Love Proceeds Like A Millstone, Hard Surfaced And Straight Forward. Having Died To Self Interest, She Risks Everything And Asks For Nothing. Love Gambles Away Every Gift God Bestows. Without Cause God Gave Us Being; Without Cause Give It Back Again. Gambling Yourself Away Is Beyond Any Religion. Religion Seeks Grace And Favor, But Those Who Gamble These Away Are God's Favorites, For They Neither Put God To The Test Nor Knock At The Door Of Gain And Loss.