Charity - Maimonides

There are eight degrees in the giving of charity, one higher than the other:
He who gives grudgingly, reluctantly, or with regret.
He who gives less than he should, but gives graciously.

The great work - Nizami Ganjavi

A hundred arms were weak one block to move 
Of thousands, molded by the hand of Love 
Into fantastic shapes and forms of grace.
Which crowd each nook of that majestic place.

All growth of the forest - Spervogel

All growth of the forest,
The deep-hidden gold,
All secret abysses,
Thine eye doth behold;

God’s Word is in all creation - St. Hildegard of Bingen

No creature has meaning
without the Word of God.
God’s Word is in all creation, visible and invisible.

Since the pure flow - Priest Nōren

Since the pure flow
Of Iwashimizu
Is unending,

Elfarvísur - Einarr Skúlason

Many a man fell from the bloody prow of the sea-steed into the deep; 

abundant nourishment was given to the Glaumr of the troll-woman; 

carrion drifted before the current. 

The Mind - Chu Hsi

The Mind is most spiritual. 

So fine is it that it penetrates the very point of a hair, 

or the smallest blade of grass, 

and I become conscious of them. 

A world there is for those in love - Mahsati Ganjavi

A world there is for those in love with mines of precious stones,

But bards select a different world as setting for their thrones.

Panegyric of Madog ab Maredudd - Cynddelw Brydydd Mawr

A Sov'reign Prince will extol, of nine parts is my poem, 

With all the force of numbers nine-nine are its topics, 

A hero 'tis to celebrate, Gogyrfan's like in stature. 

Strive to discover the mystery - Farīd ud-Dīn ʿAṭṭār

Strive to discover the mystery before life is taken from you.

Into the depths (Jingika book of the Senzaishū, SZS XX: 1278) - Priest En'i

Into the depths

I traversed the

Road of the kami,

Skirnismol (The Ballad of Skirnir) - Snorri Sturluson

Freyr, the son of Njorth, had sat one day in Hlithskjolf, and looked over all the worlds. He looked into Jotunheim, and saw there a fair maiden, as she went from her father's house to her bower. Forthwith he felt a mighty love-sickness. Skirnir was the name of Freyr's servant; Njorth bade him ask speech of Freyr. He said:

"Go now, Skirnir! and seek to gain

Speech from my son; 

And answer to win, for whom the wise one 

Is mightily moved."

On Procrastination - Hebat Allah ibn Altalmith

Youth is a drunken, noisy hour,

  With every folly fraught;

But man, by Age's chastening power,

  Is sobered into thought.

Mount Beysitoun - Nizami Ganjavi

On lofty Beysitoun the lingering sun

Looks down on ceaseless labors, long begun;

The mountain trembles to the echoing sound

Of falling rocks that from her sides rebound.

The warrior song of King Gesar (Part 1.I.i) - Anonymous

The white smoke of the juniper rises

Fragrant and dense from the burning coals,

Billowing into an empty shining sky,

A vast mirror-like expanse

Unclouded by the shadow or birth or fear of death.

Looking for your own face - Farīd ud-Dīn ʿAṭṭār

Your face is neither infinite nor ephemeral.

You can never see your own face,

only a reflection, not the face itself.

The Nature of Heaven and Earth - Chu Hsi

When we speak of the Nature of Heaven and Earth 

we refer specifically to Law; 

when we speak of the Physical  Nature 

we refer to Law and Either combined. 

The noise of the lover - Muʿīn al-Dīn Chishtī

The noise of the lover is only up to

       the time when he has not seen his Beloved.

The Pathway Finally Opened - Mahsati Ganjavi

When my heart came to rule

in the world of love,

it was freed

from both belief

and from disbelief.

Spring and Women - Walter von der Vogelweide

When the flowers in the grass are springing, 

Smiling up as if to greet the dawn, 

Early in the morn in time of May; 

And the merry birds are gaily singing 

In their sweetest wise, what joy is born 

For the world, to speed its happy day!