Shoormast Lago

the truth was a mirror in the hands of God. It fell, and broke into pieces. Everybody took a piece of it, and they looked at it and thought they had the truth.

Rumi

Everything that is made beautiful and fair and lovely is made for the eye of one who sees.

Rumi

Whatever makes an impression on the heart seems lovely in the eye.

Saadi

The garden of love is green without limit and yields many fruits other than sorrow or joy. Love is beyond either condition: without spring, without autumn, it is always fresh.

Rumi

You left and I cried tears of blood. My sorrow grows. Its not just that You left. But when You left my eyes went with You. Now, how will I cry?

Rumi

We are born of love; Love is our mother.

Rumi

A little and a little, collected together, becomes a great deal; the heap in the barn consists of single grains, and drop and drop make the inundation.

Saadi

Everyone has been made for some particular work, and the desire for that work has been put in every heart.

Rumi

Don't grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form.

Rumi

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Beg of God the removal of envy, that God may deliver you from externals, and bestow upon you an inward occupation, which will absorb you so that your attention is not drawn away.

Rumi

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Love will find its way through all languages on its own.

Rumi

Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it.

Rumi

Shoormast Lago

the truth was a mirror in the hands of God. It fell, and broke into pieces. Everybody took a piece of it, and they looked at it and thought they had the truth.

Rumi

Everything that is made beautiful and fair and lovely is made for the eye of one who sees.

Rumi

Whatever makes an impression on the heart seems lovely in the eye.

Saadi

The garden of love is green without limit and yields many fruits other than sorrow or joy. Love is beyond either condition: without spring, without autumn, it is always fresh.

Rumi

You left and I cried tears of blood. My sorrow grows. Its not just that You left. But when You left my eyes went with You. Now, how will I cry?

Rumi

We are born of love; Love is our mother.

Rumi

A little and a little, collected together, becomes a great deal; the heap in the barn consists of single grains, and drop and drop make the inundation.

Saadi

Everyone has been made for some particular work, and the desire for that work has been put in every heart.

Rumi

Don't grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form.

Rumi

Beg of God the removal of envy, that God may deliver you from externals, and bestow upon you an inward occupation, which will absorb you so that your attention is not drawn away.

Rumi

Love will find its way through all languages on its own.

Rumi

Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it.

Rumi

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