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Don&#39;t grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form.

An enemy to whom you show kindness becomes your friend, excepting lust, the indulgence of which increases its enmity.

Something opens our wings. Something makes boredom and hurt disappear. Someone fills the cup in front of us: We taste only sacredness.

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?

Don&#39;t be surprised at Fortune&#39;s turns and twists: That wheel has spun a thousand yarns before.

Why should I be unhappy? Every parcel of my being is in full bloom.

There is an invisible strength within us; when it recognizes two opposing objects of desire, it grows stronger.

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.

The best loved by God are those that are rich, yet have the humility of the poor, and those that are poor and have the magnanimity of the rich.

That which is false troubles the heart, but truth brings joyous tranquillity.

People are crying up the rich and variegated plumage of the peacock, and he is himself blushing at the sight of his ugly feet.

However much I might try to expound or explain Love, when I come to Love itself, I am ashamed of my explanations... Love alone can explain the mysteries of love and lovers.

The rose and the thorn, and sorrow and gladness are linked together.

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.