Love is already within each of us, and as the blocks to love’s awareness are removed (such as; guilt, shame, etc.), we become mindful that love always has and always will encircle us and everything.

Love is born into every human being; it calls back the halves of our original nature together; it tries to make one out of two and heal the wound of human nature.

إن البحث عن الله متأصل في قلوب الجميع، سواء أكان وليا أم قديسا أم مومسا. فالحب يقبع فى داخل كل منا منذ اللحظة التى نولد فيها، وينتظر الفرصة التي يظهر فيها منذ تلك اللحظة.

We are all born for love. It is the principle of existence, and its only end.

ن كل إنسان عبارة عن كتاب مفتوح وكل واحد منا قران متنقل.إن البحث عن الله متأصل في قلوب الجميع سواء أكان ولياً أم قديسا أم مومسا. فالحب يقبع في داخل كل منا منذ اللحظة التي نولد فيها وينتظر الفرصة التي يظهر فيها منذ تلك اللحظة . وهذا ما تقوله إحدى القواعد الأربعين : يقبع الكون كله داخل كل إنسان - في داخلك. كل شي ترينه من حولك بما في ذلك الأشياء التي قد لا تحبيها ، حتى الأشخاص الذين تحتقرينهم أو تمقتينهم يقبعون في داخلك بدرجات متفاوتة. لذلك لا تبحثي عن الشيطان خارج نفسك . فالشيطان ليس قوة خارقة تهاجمك من الخارج بل هو صوت عادي ينبعث من داخلك.

Love exists in itself, not relying on owning or being owned.

Love is not to be found in someone else but in ourselves; we simply awaken it. But in order to do that, we need the other person.

Love is not to be found in someone else, but in ourselves; we simply awaken it. But in order to do that, we need the other person. The universe only makes sense when we have someone to share our feelings with.

For all of us, love can be the natural state of our own being; naturally at peace, naturally connected, because this becomes the reflection of who we simply are.

Love is at the root of everything. All learning, all parenting, all relationships. Love or the lack of it.

Since love grows within you, so beauty grows. For love is the beauty of the soul.

All we can ever experience happens from within us.

Every natural form is latent within us, originates in the soul whose essence is eternity, whose essence we cannot know but which most often intimates itself to us as the power to love and create.

Love. . . . You are born in it . . . you return to it.