شِوی منحصرترین آبشار خاورمیانه

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.

Oh Cup-bearer, set my glass afire with the light of wine!

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

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.

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

Most of the birds of the Old World can be found here, as Oman is on a strategic route for migrating birds.

May these vows and this marriage be blessed.

This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet.

May this marriage be full of laughter, our every day in paradise.

Oh, bird of my soul, fly away now, For I possess a hundred fortified towers.

This is the essence of all sciences - that you should know who you will be when the Day of Reckoning arrives.

Grief can be the garden of compassion. If you keep your heart open through everything, your pain can become your greatest ally in your life&#39;s search for love and wisdom.

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?

When someone beats a rug, the blows are not against the rug, but against the dust in it.