Rumi who is one of the greatest Persian poets said that the truth was a mirror in the hands of God. It fell and broke into pieces. Everybody took a piece of it and they looked at it and thought they had the truth.

No one should ever say that it was my ignorance if I did or showed forth anything however small according to God's good pleasure but let this be your conclusion and let it so be thought that - as is the perfect truth - it was the gift of God.

It is only a man's own fundamental thoughts that have truth and life in them. For it is these that he really and completely understands. To read the thoughts of others is like taking the remains of someone else's meal like putting on the discarded clothes of a stranger.

I never gave anybody hell! I just told the truth and they thought it was hell.

Truth lives in fact for the most part on a credit system. Our thoughts and beliefs pass so long as nothing challenges them just as bank-notes pass so long as nobody refuses them.

Those thoughts are truth which guide us to beneficial interaction with sensible particulars as they occur whether they copy these in advance or not.

Mystical explanations are thought to be deep the truth is that they are not even shallow.

I never did give anybody hell. I just told the truth and they thought it was hell.

Stand upright speak thy thoughts declare The truth thou hast that all may share Be bold proclaim it everywhere: They only live who dare.

No dance has ever turned out the way I thought it would because I trust enough that I can start something with some ideas and then it takes itself somewhere.