When You Feel A Peaceful Joy, That's

Raise Your Words, Not Voice. It Is Rain That Grows Flowers, Not Thunder.

Your Depression Is Connected To Your Insolence And Refusal To Praise.

Everyone Sleeps, Except Lovers, Who Stay Awake, Telling Stories To God

Lamps Are Different, But Light Is The Same.

I Made An Oath To Myself: As Long As I Live As Long As My Soul Remains In This Body I Won't Deviate From The Right Way But Later I Looked To My Left And Then To My Right And I Saw Our Beloved Everywhere How Could I Make A Wrong Turn?