Torre del silenzio

Navid AminAghaee

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

Rumi

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.

Rumi

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

Rumi

What shall I say, O Muslims, I know not myself, I am neither a Christian, nor a Jew, nor a Zoroastrian, nor a Muslim.

Rumi

Don't be surprised at Fortune's turns and twists: That wheel has spun a thousand yarns before.

Hafez

The way the Beloved can fit in my heart, two thousand lives could fit in this body of mine. One kernel could contain a thousand bushels, and a hundred worlds pass through the eye of the needle.

Rumi

He who is a slave to his stomach seldom worships God.

Saadi

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Torre del silenzio

Una Torre del Silenzio è una struttura circolare e rialzata usata dagli zoroastriani per l'esposizione dei morti, in particolare per raccogliere gli uccelli ai fini dell'esclusione.

Torre del silenzio

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

Rumi

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.

Rumi

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

Rumi

What shall I say, O Muslims, I know not myself, I am neither a Christian, nor a Jew, nor a Zoroastrian, nor a Muslim.

Rumi

Don't be surprised at Fortune's turns and twists: That wheel has spun a thousand yarns before.

Hafez

The way the Beloved can fit in my heart, two thousand lives could fit in this body of mine. One kernel could contain a thousand bushels, and a hundred worlds pass through the eye of the needle.

Rumi

He who is a slave to his stomach seldom worships God.

Saadi

Torre del silenzio

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