Do you think that you shall enter the Garden of Bliss without such tri >>
Have We not made the earth as a cradle and the mountains as pegs? And >>
O unbelievers, I serve not what you serve and you are not serving what >>
Whether or not God is dead: it is impossible to keep silent about him >>
While the womanly god demands our veneration, the godlike woman kindle >>
I found thee not, O Lord, without, because I erred in seeking thee wit >>
If the sea were ink for the words of my Lord, the sea would be spent before the Words of my lord are spent.