A fox stole a tail, perhaps the lion was asleep. The fox barely escaped from the lion, blind and bruised.
The lion sent a messenger, otherwise who would believe that a lame fox stole a tail from a lion?
A wolf claims it devoured Jacob's Joseph, yet even the celestial lion couldn't open its claws on him.
Every breath is divine inspiration, guarding our hearts. How could the envious demon take away our blessings?
The hand of God is extended; do not play tricks with God's palm. Whoever sows barley on God's path will reap barley.
Whoever belittles you, entrust them to God. Whoever frightens you, quickly turn to God.
Sorrow, fear, and calamity are God's lasso, pulling you by the ear to the court of generosity.
Calling out "O Lord, O Lord," turn your face to the sky, tears flowing from your eyes like a river over your pale face.
Greenery sprouts from water on a ruined heart and soul; the morning unveils the veil of that eternal day.
If Pharaoh's head had pain and calamity, where would his boast of divinity have gone, that stubborn one?
When the moment of drowning came, he said, "I am the least of the servants." His disbelief turned to faith when calamity appeared.
Do not remove the pain from the body; plunge it into the depth of the Nile so that the body, like Pharaoh's, may be cleansed of denial.
The soul is a prince in Egypt, a captive in the depth of the Nile. Be Gabriel to it, and let smoke rise from the incense.
The incense is stingy; it won't spread its scent to you. It won't reveal its secret until fire and smoke draw it out.
The pride of Tabriz said, "The sun of truth and religion is hidden." Love frowns at you; vinegar should not be increased.