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

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.

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.

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

I have learned so much from God that I can no longer call myself a Christian, a Hindu, a Muslim, a Buddhist, a Jew.

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.

Listen! Clam up your mouth and be silent like an oyster shell, for that tongue of yours is the enemy of the soul, my friend. When the lips are silent, the heart has a hundred tongues.

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

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.

Have patience. All things are difficult before they become easy.

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.

Woman is a ray of God. She is not that earthly beloved: she is creative, not created.

We are born of love; Love is our mother.