There Is A Persian Proverb: 'to Test

If A Pot Can Multiply. One Day Nasrudin Lent His Cooking Pots To A Neighbour, Who Was Giving A Feast. The Neighbour Returned Them, Together With One Extra One – A Very Tiny Pot. 'what Is This?' Asked Nasrudin. 'according To Law, I Have Given You The Offspring Of Your Property Which Was Born When The Pots Were In My Care,' Said The Joker. Shortly Afterwards Nasrudin Borrowed His Neighbour's Pots, But Did Not Return Them. The Man Came Round To Get Them Back. 'alas!' Said Nasrudin, 'they Are Dead. We Have Established, Have We Not, That Pots Are Mortal?'.

When Fortune Knocks, Open The Door,' They Say. But Why Should One Make Fortune Knock, By Keeping The Door Shut?

The Path Is Not To Be Found Anywhere Except In Human Service

Like The Bat, The Sufi Is Asleep To 'things Of The Day' - The Familiar Struggle For Existence Which The Ordinary Man Finds All-important - And Vigilant While Others Are Asleep. In Other Words, He Keeps Awake The Spiritual Attention Dormant In Others. That 'mankind Sleeps In A Nightmare Of Unfulfillment' Is A Commonplace Of Sufi Literature

No Practice Exists In Isolation.