در غم ما روزها بی گاه شدروزها با سوزها همراه شد - Rumi

"Don’t grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form."

"You soak up my soul and mingle me. Each drop of my blood cries out to the earth. We are partners, blended as one."

"Woman is the light of God."

"The ground's generosity takes in our compost and grows beauty! Try to be more like the ground."

"silence is the language of god, all else is poor translation."