Why Set Your Heart On A Piece

Everything Has To Do With Loving And Not Loving.

Poetry Can Be Dangerous, Especially Beautiful Poetry, Because It Gives The Illusion Of Having Had The Experience Without Actually Going Through It.

What Shall I Say, O Muslims, I Know Not Myself, I Am Neither A Christian, Nor A Jew, Nor A Zoroastrian, Nor A Muslim.

When Someone Critises Or Disagrees With You, A Small Ant Of Hatred And Antagonism Is Born In Your Heart. If You Do Not Squash That Ant At Once, It Might Grow Into A Snake, Or Even A Dragon.

Nothing Can Help Me But That Beauty. There Was A Dawn I Remember When My Soul Heard Something From Your Soul. I Drank Water From Your Spring And Felt The Current Take Me.