927 Quotes About Sufism

I want to be a thief,A thief of a different kind and nature,I want to be a thief in the house of God,A thief who would instead of stealing put his heart in the house of God,I want to be a thief who wants to be clear with his theft,A thief who knows who's the house he is in and what he is invading,I want to be a thief who after getting catch surrenders,A thief who gets caught red-handedly with his theft,I want to be a thief who wishes to get caught,A thief who wishes to be caged in Divine Jail.

The idle mind is a house of the devil, Idle nations religious wars,Ideal heart returning towards God,Ideal nation repenting and fearful of God.

The spark that one finds for a moment and that becomes dim does not belong to heaven, for in heaven all things are lasting; it must belong to some other place. Love has become a word from the dictionary, a word that is used a thousand times a day, which means nothing. To the one who knows what it means, love means patience, love means endurance, love means tolerance, love means sacrifice, love means service.

Dying is this: When there is a fruit or something sweet or good to taste, the child comes to it's mother and says "Will you give it to me?" Although it would have given pleasure to the mother to eat it, she gives it to the child. The eating of it by the child is enjoyed by the mother. That is death. She enjoys her life in the joy of another. Those who rejoice in the joy of another at their own expense have taken the first step towards true life.

All puny flames of intellect look bright till the sun of love rises.

A pure heart wide awake with love becomes the very epitome of truth.

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

One day we will all wear a garment which has no pockets...

The first time I heard you laugh, I only wanted to say funny things so you would always be laughing. You know what happens to chocolate when you leave it out in the sun? I’m that unfortunate chocolate and you, you are the laughing sun. For this reason, I am offering myself to you not as a martyr or some selfless fool, but as a self-indulgent moth who actively pursues the light without much fear for the flame. The moth who revels in the heat and declares: Burn me.