The sum total of our life is a breath spent in the company of the Beloved.
Jealousy (ḥasad) is the quality of the outcasts; they belong to the banished group. Wish for happiness of others, but do not be jealous, for the jealous never achieves mastery. The jealous person is a rebel; he who is identified with the quality of jealousy shall find his aid cut off; he who envies others is forbidden the Truth. Beware of jealousy, for this is the disobedience which the Devil inculcates. Jealous, banished one, repent to God and renounce the corruption of your nature before you are eclipsed and obliterated.
[Qawānīn Ḥikam al-Ishrāq]
It is related that an immoral man wished to presume upon a virtuous woman in an unlawful manner. ‘O woman,’ he said, ‘go and lock all the doors securely.’ She went, and then returned and said, ‘I have locked all the doors except one.’ ‘Which door is that?’ he asked. ‘I have locked the doors which lie between us and the khalq (creatures), but there remains the door which lies between you and the Khāliq (Creator).’
‘I knew no way of (locking) that (door).’
The man was awed by these words, and he repented and returned to God.
Ghazālī, Naṣiḥat al-Mulūk (Ghazālī’s Book of Counsel for Kings), ed. by Jalāl Humāʼī, trans. by F. R. C. Bagley (London: Oxford University Press, 1964), p. 166-167.
Often women can lead men to God.
Your true friend is he who is always with you, and he who harms himself in order to help you, and he who, when calamities of the time break you, scatters his cloak in order to save you.
There are different levels of remembrance and each has different ways. Some are expressed outwardly with audible voice, some felt inwardly, silently, from the centre of the heart. At the beginning one should declare in words what one remembers. Then stage by stage the remembrance spreads throughout one’s being—descending to the heart then rising to the soul; then still further it reaches the realm of the secrets; further to the hidden; to the most hidden of the hidden. How far the remembrance penetrates, the level it reaches, depends solely on the extent to which Allah in His bounty has guided one.
There are five stages in the growth of love: first is to think someone pleasant, that is, someone thinks of someone else as being nice or is charmed by their character. This is part of making friends. Then there is admiration; that is the desire to be near the person that one admires. Then there is close friendship when you miss the other one terribly when they are absent. Then there is amorous affection when you are completely obsessed with the loved one. In the special vocabulary of love this is called ‘ishq, “the slavery of love”. Finally, there is passion, when one can no longer sleep, eat or think. This can make you ill to the point of delirium or even death. Beyond this, there is absolutely no place where love ends.
Women are native to Paradise: is this not the most underestimated disclosure of the Book?
My heart tells me it is distressed with Him, but I can only laugh at such pretended injuries.
It is said that when the Prophet ﷺ set out for Ḥajj he ﷺ was accompanied by some 30,000 men and women.
Leave from my bedside, you ignorant physician!
The only cure for the patient of love is the sight of his beloved –
other than this no medicine does he need.