Sufi Quotes - Page 2

Put down your glass, it is time to dance. If you want to get drunk all you need is to drink love. Put down your pipe and do away with these childish toys. If you want to get high all you need is to breathe love. Now, can I have this dance?

The lover drinksand the cup-bearer pours.The lover thinksbut the cup-bearer knows:love begets love.Since this wine is love,then this cup is love,then this tavern is love,then this life is love.

116. "I have heard that on the day the world was born,the bird of love was released to fly.It searched all the three worldsbut could not find a fit resting place.So it turned and entered the inmost heart,favoured it and never flew elsewhere.The three worlds asked it then,'Why are you attached to the human heart?''Suffering," it replied, "is the only hope for humans.Where there is sorrow, there I dwell.'Where there is grief in the world, love has its dwelling.

Love is an involuntary gift that manifests unplanned.

An educated man believing in a this-that vile sky-god rewarding him-her, but punishing your enemies with hell and fire, is uneducated.

Put down your stones. Why are you breaking the window when God has left the door wide open? If you are afraid, lover, follow me. I will guide the way.

We seek the fire of the spark that is already within us.

With enough information, it is almost impossible "not" to predict people's action.

To say "yes" to the Sufi way is to say "no" to imagined escapes.

He knows all my thoughts. He knows all I’ve ever done and He loves me all the same. What is our purpose, you ask. It is to love like God.

The true saint goes in and out amongst the people and eats and sleeps with them and buys and sells in the market and marries and takes part in social intercourse, and never forgets God for a single moment.

You have no choice. You must leave your ego on the doorstep before you enter love.

Do not be frightened, friend. Let us dance our way to God.

I know you're tired but come, this is the way.

I spent all nightweaving a poem for you to wear. You look so beautifulwhen you wear my light.

If you are 'humble', it may help you in ordinary life. If you are not, you will get nowhere in higher things.

It is not enough that you look for Him.You must hunt for God each and every dayas if your life depends on it.Because it does.

It is wonderful, this whole business of tickling and kissing God every night.

Do we find ourself or does our self get demolished?

Self-mortification, far from producing liberation from material things, is far more likely to cause either an unhinged mind, delusions or a masochistic taste for more suffering, experienced, of course, as joy.

We cannot hunt for love. We can only surrender and become love’s prey.

To live in love is my life’s purpose.

The major barrier to understanding is wishful thinking and following that which pleases one.

It is the message, not the man, which is important to the Sufis.

Learning how to learn involves examining assumptions. Mulla Nasrudin tales very often fulfil this funcition.

When the melody plays, footsteps move, heart sings and spirit begin to dance.

The institution of teachership is there for this reason, that the learner must learn how to learn.

When a belief becomes more than an instrument, you are lost. You remain lost until you learn what 'belief' is really for.

I see them and they see me but the lovers — we recognise one another: there is light in our eyes.

The Sufi Islam practiced in northern India is quite different from the Shi'a Islam practiced in Lebannon, which in turn is different from the Sunni Islam practiced in Pakistan. Even within a single branch of Islam there are customs and practices that vary by region and across time. Thus, the Islam of seventh-century Arabia is different from the Wahhabism that exists today in Saudi Arabia.

A craftsman pulled a reed from the reedbed,cut holes in it, and called it a human being.Since then, it's been wailing a tender agonyof parting, never mentioning the skillthat gave it life as a flute

The secret of Sufism is that it has no secret at all'.

There came one and knocked at the door of the Beloved.And a voice answered and said, 'Who is there?'The lover replied, 'It is I.''Go hence,' returned the voice;'there is no room within for thee and me.'Then came the lover a second time and knocked and again the voice demanded,'Who is there?'He answered, 'It is thou.''Enter,' said the voice, 'for I am within.

I am humbled by the grace of God.I am humbled by the beauty of this universe.Humbled by others' kindness.Humbled by life.I drop down to my knees and give thanks.

A book, for the Sufis, is an instrument as much as it is something to give information....The key is the teacher.

The Sufi way is through knowledge and practice, not through intellect and talk.

Materialism, attachment to things of the world, includes pride. Many religious people suffer from pride: taking pleasure or even delight in being good, or religious.

You must be more alive than life.You must see darkness danceand hear silence sing.You must be more awake than lightfor we aren’t born sleepingand we shouldn’t live sleeping.Only then will death’s slumberbecome sweet.

That which is given free is never knowledge. It may be information....but knowledge does not come in that manner.

I don’t mind losing in this game of love, if it means You will be the winner.

Careful preparation is necessary before people can perceive something which is there all the time.

Close your eyes. Meditate on your love. This is God.

Show a man too many camels' bones,or show them to him too often,and he will not be able to recognize a camel when he comes across a live one.