O Son of Justice! Whither can a lover go but to the land of
his beloved? and what seeker findeth rest away from his heart’s desire? To the
true lover reunion is life, and separation is death. His breast is void of
patience and his heart hath no peace. A myriad lives he would forsake to hasten
to the abode of his beloved.
- Baha’u’llah (‘The Hidden Words of Baha’u’llah’)
