There’s Nothing Left Of Me. I’m Like

Through Love Scraps Of Copper Are Turned To Gold.

By The Mercy Of Allah Paradise Has Eight Doors One Of Those Is The Door Of Repentance, Child. All The Others Are Sometimes Open, Sometimes Shut, But The Door Of Repentance Is Never Closed. Come Seize The Opportunity: The Door Is Open; Carry Your Baggage There At Once.

Love Cannot Be Described. It Must Be Tasted.

I Am Burning. If Anyone Lacks Tinder, Let Him Set His Rubbish Ablaze With My Fire.

One Drop Of That Ocean Is Hope, And The Rest Is Fear.