In the empty heart, void of self can be heard the echoing cry, "I am the Truth." Thus is man one with the eternal. Travelling, travel and traveller have become one.

Knowing is passing from the false to the true and seeing the Absolute Whole in the part.

Go sweep out the chamber of your heart. Make it ready to be the dwelling place of the Beloved. When you depart out, He will enter it. In you, void of yourself, will He display His beauties.

The past has flown away. The coming month and year do not exist. Ours only is the present's tiny point.

When "I" and "You" are absent, I've no idea if this is a mosque, synagogue, church or temple

Penetrate the heart of just one drop of water, and you will be flooded by a hundred oceans.

Each atom hides beneath its veil The soul amazing beauty of the Beloved's face.

Where is the best place to hide a penny? It is in a jar of pennies.

The only wealth you keep is the wealth that you give away.

A 3K word story might well be done in some caffeine-and-nicotine-fuelled 36 hour session, and at the end of it, there'll be a few passes of editing required, but I basically have a polished draft.

I'm a really humble person and I'm a really on-the-go person. For me, it's never that serious.

There is no limit to desire but desire's needs.

I will not take "but" for an answer.

I was taught to believe, "If you work hard, you will be successful. If you are not successful, it is because you didn't work hard enough."

[The Player is] not a truthful indictment of Hollywood. It's much uglier than I portrayed it, but nobody would've been interested if I'd shown just how sadistic, cruel and self-orientated it is.

I say let's be idealists. "Faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not yet see" (Hebrews 11:1).

Those willing to die will live, and those willing to live will die.