There Is No Way Into Presence Except

Your Body Is Woven From The Light Of Heaven. Are You Aware That Its Purity And Swiftness Is The Envy Of Angels And Its Courage Keeps Even Devils Away.

I'm In Love! Your Advice, What Are They? Love Has Poisoned Me! Your Remedies, What Are They? I Hear Them Shout: "fast, Bind Him Feet!" But If My Heart That Has Gone Mad! Those Strings On My Feet What Is The Point?

You Have Mourned Over Others; Now Sit Down For A While And Weep Over Your Own Self.

Beg Of God The Removal Of Envy, That God May Deliver You From Externals, And Bestow Upon You An Inward Occupation, Which Will Absorb You So That Your Attention Is Not Drawn Away.

There Cannot Be Self-restraint In The Absence Of Desire: When There Is No Adversary, What Avails Thy Courage? Hark, Do Not Castrate Thyself, Do Not Become A Monk: Chastity Depends On The Existence Of Lust.