Once We Were Particles Of Light, Now

If You Find The Mirror Of The Heart Dull, The Rust Has Not Been Cleared From Its Face.

O, Happy The Soul That Saw Its Own Faults.

If You Want To Ascend Like The Prophet To The Sky Of Immortality, Know This Very Well: Fasting Is Your Arabian Stallion.

If Thou Wilt Be Observant And Vigilant, Thou Wilt See At Every Moment The Response To Thy Action. Be Observant If Thou Wouldst Have A Pure Heart, For Something Is Born To Thee In Consequence Of Every Action.

Love Is A Madman, Working His Wild Schemes, Tearing Off His Clothes, Running Through The Mountains...