Hormuz The Rainbow Island

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

I have seen the king with a face of Glory, He who is the eye and the sun of heaven, He who is the companion and healer of all beings, He who is the soul and the universe that births souls.

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.

Hormuz Island from sea

Water, stories, the body, all the things we do, are mediums that hid and show what&#39;s hidden.

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

It may be that the satisfaction I need depends on my going away, so that when I&#39;ve gone and come back, I&#39;ll find it at home.

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

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

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

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.

You know the value of every article of merchandise, but if you don&#39;t know the value of your own soul, it&#39;s all foolishness.