The Five Hundred Gold Pieces
One of Junaid's followers came to him with a purse containing five hundred gold pieces.
"Have you any more money than this?", asked the Sufi.
"Yes, I have."
"Do you desire more?"
"Yes, I do."
"Then you must keep it, for you are more in need than I; for I have nothing and desire nothing. You have a great deal and still want more."
Page 72. Chapter: Attar of Nisharpur. 'The Way of the Sufi'
Idries Shah
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Thursday, August 26, 2010
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