“On the path of Love we are neither masters nor the owners of our lives. We are only a brush in the hand of the Master Painter.”

“We may know who we are or we may not. We may be Muslims, Jews or Christians but until our hearts become the mould for every heart we will see only our differences.”

“Love is the whole thing. We are only pieces.”

“A Mixed-breed Apple"A little mixed-breed apple,half red, half yellow, tells this story.A lover and beloved get separated.Their being apart was one thing,but they have opposite responses.The lover feels pain and grows pale.The beloved flushes and feels proud.I am a thorn next to my master's rose.We seem to be two, but we are not.”

“Beyond Islam and unbelief there is a desert plain. For us, there is a passion in the midst of that expanse. The knower who reaches there will prostrate, there is neither Islam nor unbelief, nor any 'where' in that place.”

“What can I do my friends, if I do not know?I am neither Christian nor Jew, nor Muslim nor Hindu. What can I do? What can I do?Not of the East, nor of the West, Nor of the land, nor of the sea,Not of nature's essence, nor of circling heavens. What could I be?”

“I shall choose friends among men, but neither slaves nor masters. And I shall choose only such as please me, and them I shall love and respect, but neither command nor obey. And we shall join our hands when we wish, or walk alone when we so desire.”