Hafez Quotes

I have learned so much from God that I can no longer call myself a Christian, a Hindu, a Muslim, a Buddhist, a Jew. The Truth has shared so much of Itself with me that I can no longer call myself a man, a woman, an angel, or even a pure Soul. Love has befriended me so completely it has turned to ash and freed me of every concept and image my mind has ever known.

Your love Should never be offered to the mouth of a Stranger, Only to someone Who has the valor and daring To cut pieces of their soul off with a knife Then weave them into a blanket To protect you.

Stay close to anything that makes you glad you are alive.

I once asked a bird, how is it that you fly in this gravity of darkness? She responded, 'love lifts me.'

It happens all the time in heaven, And some day It will begin to happen Again on earth - That men and women who are married, And men and men who are Lovers, And women and women Who give each other Light, Often will get down on their knees And while so tenderly Holding their lover's hand, With tears in their eyes, Will sincerely speak, saying, My dear, How can I be more loving to you; How can I be more kind?

I have a thousand brilliant lies For the question: How are you? I have a thousand brilliant lies For the question: What is God? If you think that the Truth can be known From words, If you think that the Sun and the Ocean Can pass through that tiny opening Called the mouth, O someone should start laughing! Someone should start wildly Laughing Now!

I wish I could show you...the astonishing light of your own being.

Fear is the cheapest room in the house. I would like to see you living in better conditions.

I am in love with every church And mosque And temple And any kind of shrine Because I know it is there That people say the different names Of the One God.

Your heart and my heart are very, very old friends.

What do sad people have in common? It seems they have all built a shrine to the past and often go there and do a strange wail and worship. What is the beginning of Happiness? It is to stop being so religious like that.

Be kind to your sleeping heart. Take it out into the vast fields of light...And let it breathe.

This place where you are right now, God circled on a map for you.

What Happens What happens when your soul Begins to awaken Your eyes And your heart And the cells of your body To the great Journey of Love? First there is wonderful laughter And probably precious tears And a hundred sweet promises And those heroic vows No one can ever keep. But still God is delighted and amused You once tried to be a saint. What happens when your soul Begins to awake in this world To our deep need to love And serve the Friend? O the Beloved Will send you One of His wonderful, wild companions - Like Hafiz.

You yourself are your own obstacle, rise above yourself.

Admit something. Everyone you see, you say to them "Love me." Of course you do not do this out loud: Otherwise, Someone would call the cops. Still, though, think about this, This great pull in us to connect. Why not become the one Who lives with a full moon in each eye That is always saying, With that sweet moon Language What every other eye in this world Is dying to Hear?

Run my dear, from anything that may not strengthen your precious budding wings. Run like hell my dear, from anyone likely to put a sharp knife into the sacred, tender vision of your beautiful heart.

The heart is a thousand stringed instrument that can only be tuned with love.

There was a four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there. When his Mother asked what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said, “Nothing, I just helped him cry.²” “Even after all this time the sun never says to the earth “You owe me” Look what happens with a love like that, It lights the whole sky..”

Do not surrender your grief so quickly Let it cut more deeply Let it ferment and season you As few human or divine ingredients can Something is missing in my heart tonight That has made my eyes so soft And my voice so tender And my need of God so absolutely clear.

Carry your heart through this world like a life-giving sun

Listen; this world is the lunatic's sphere , Don't always agree it's real, Even with my feet upon it And the postman knowing my door My address is somewhere else.

What we speak becomes the house we live in.

When all your desires are distilled; You will cast just two votes: To love more, And be happy.

Now that all your worry has proved such an unlucrative business. Why not find a better job.

The small man builds cages for everyone he knows While the sage, who has to duck his head when the moon is low, Keeps dropping keys all night long For the beautiful rowdy prisoners.

Love sometimes gets tired of speaking sweetly and wants to rip to shreds all your erroneous notions of the truth that make you fight within yourself, dear one, and with others, causing the world to weep on too many fine days... The Beloved sometimes wants to do us a great favor: Hold us upside down and shake all the nonsense out.

We have come into this exquisite world to experience ever and ever more deeply our divine courage, freedom and light!

Love sometimes wants to do us a great favor: hold us upside down and shake all the nonsense out.

Let's get loose with Compassion. Let's drown in the delicious ambience of Love.

Now is the time to know that all that you do is sacred... Now is the time for you to deeply compute the impossibility that there is anything but grace.

The great religions are the ships, Poets the life boats. Every sane person I know has jumped overboard.

Start seeing everything as God, But keep it a secret

I should not make any promises right now, But I know if you Pray Somewhere in this world - Something good will happen.

For I have learned that every heart will get What it prays for Most.

It is written on the gate of heaven: Nothing in existence is more powerful than destiny. And destiny brought you here, to this page, which is part of your ticket-as all things are-to return to God.

I long for You so much I follow barefoot Your frozen tracks That are high in the mountains That I know are years old. I long for You so much I have even begun to travel Where I have never been before.

The sun will stand as your best man And whistle When you have found the courage To marry forgiveness When you have found the courage to marry Love.

We are People who need to love, because Love is the soul's life, Love is simply creation's greatest joy.

Laugh because that is the purest sound.

When you can make others laugh with jokes that belittle no one and your words always unite, Hafiz will vote for you to be God.

The Earth would die If the sun stopped kissing her.

Sing because this is a food our starving world needs. Laugh because that is the purest sound.

Now is the time to understand That all your ideas of right and wrong Were just a child's training wheelsTo be laid aside When you finally live With veracity And love.

God disguised as myriad things, and playing a game of tag has kissed you and said, "You're it. I mean you're really it. Now it does not matter what you believe or feel. For something wonderful, something major-league wonderful, is someday going to happen."

An awake heart is like a sky that pours light.

Let tenderness pour from your eyes, the way sun gazes warmly on earth.

How did the rose ever open its heart and give to this world all of its beauty? It felt the encouragement of Light against its being; otherwise we all remain too frightened.

I am happy even before I have a reason.

What is this precious love and laughter budding in our hearts? It is the glorious sound of a soul waking up!