Words have no language which can utter the secrets of love; and beyond the limits of expression is the expounding of desire.
Not loving is a letting go. Listen, The terrain around here Is Far too Dangerous For That.
There are different wells within your heart. Some fill with each good rain, Others are far too deep for that.
Whatis the root of all these words? One thing: Love. But a love so deep and sweet it needed to express itself with scents, sounds, colors that never before existed.
The only friends who are free from cares are the goblet of wine and a book. Give me wine...that I may for a time forget the cares of the world.
I rarely let the word NO escape from my mouth, because it is so plain to my soul that God has shouted, Yes! Yes! Yes! To every luminous movement in existence.
I Have Learned so much from God That I can no longer call myself A Christian, a Hindu, a Muslim, A Buddhist, a Jew.
We have not come here to take prisoners But to surrender ever more deeply To freedom and joy.
Speak but little, and that little only when thy own purposes require it. Heaven has given thee two ears but only one tongue, which means: listen to two things, but be not the first to propose one.
God and I have built an immense fire together. We keep each other happy and warm.
The tide of my love Has risen so high let me flood over You.
Be content with what thou hast received, and smooth thy frowning forehead, for the door of choice is not open either to thee or me.
All these words are just a front. What I would really like to do is chain you to my body, then sing for days & days & days.
Everyone, whether he is self-denying or self-indulgent, is seeking after the Beloved. Every place may be the shrine of love, whether it be mosque or synagogue.
Poetry reveals that there is no empty space.
Grieve not because thou understand-not life's mystery; behind the veil is concealed many a delight.
How Do I Listen to others? As if everyone were my Master Speaking to me His Cherished Last Words.
When no one is looking, I swallow deserts and clouds and chew on mountains knowing they are sweet bones! When no one is looking and I want to kiss God, I just lift my own hand to my mouth.
I know the way you can get / When you have not had a drink of Love: / Your face hardens, / Your sweet muscles cramp. / Children become concerned / About a strange look that appears in your eyes / Which even begins to worry your own mirror / And nose.
Your life within God's arms, Your dance within God's arms, Is already Perfect!
In time of trouble avert not thy face from hope, for the soft marrow abideth in the hard bone.
Pulling out the chair beneath your mind And watching you fall upon God What else is there for Hafiz to do that is any fun in this world!
Dear Ones, Beware of the tiny gods frightened men Create To bring anesthetic relief to their sad days
Come in, my dearFrom that harsh worldThat has rained elements of stoneUpon your tender face.Every soulShould receive a toast from usFor bravery!
You ache with loneliness one night so much you weep and I say 'here is a rope tie it around me Hafiz will be your companion for life'.
