Hormuz L'isola arcobaleno

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

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.

I am neither of the East nor of the West, no boundaries exist within my breast.

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

A man is insensible to the relish of prosperity &#39;til he has tasted adversity.

Your depression is connected to your insolence and refusal to praise.

You&#39;ve come to know the fortunate and the inauspicious stars, but you don&#39;t know whether you yourself are fortunate or lucky.

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.

However much I might try to expound or explain Love, when I come to Love itself, I am ashamed of my explanations... Love alone can explain the mysteries of love and lovers.

Even after all this time, the sun never says to the earth, &#39;You owe me.&#39; Look what happens with a love like that. It lights the whole sky.

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

The best loved by God are those that are rich, yet have the humility of the poor, and those that are poor and have the magnanimity of the rich.