Torre del silenzio

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And so it is, that both the Devil and the angelic Spirit present us with objects of desire to awaken our power of choice.

Rumi

Through Love all that is bitter will be sweet, Through Love all that is copper will be gold, Through Love all dregs will become wine, through Love all pain will turn to medicine.

Rumi

Send a bouquet of your face with the morning breeze.

Hafez

Whenever you argue with another wiser than yourself in order that others may admire your wisdom, they will discover your ignorance.

Saadi

Oman overall has great animal and plant biodiversity because it has mountains, desert, coastal areas and rich coral reefs.

Saadi

If you find the mirror of the heart dull, the rust has not been cleared from its face.

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

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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

And so it is, that both the Devil and the angelic Spirit present us with objects of desire to awaken our power of choice.

Rumi

Through Love all that is bitter will be sweet, Through Love all that is copper will be gold, Through Love all dregs will become wine, through Love all pain will turn to medicine.

Rumi

Send a bouquet of your face with the morning breeze.

Hafez

Whenever you argue with another wiser than yourself in order that others may admire your wisdom, they will discover your ignorance.

Saadi

Oman overall has great animal and plant biodiversity because it has mountains, desert, coastal areas and rich coral reefs.

Saadi

If you find the mirror of the heart dull, the rust has not been cleared from its face.

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

Torre del silenzio

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