Hormuz L'isola arcobaleno

We are born of love; Love is our mother.

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

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

Send a bouquet of your face with the morning breeze.

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.

The rose and the thorn, and sorrow and gladness are linked together.

When I die, I shall soar with angels, and when I die to the angels, what I shall become you cannot imagine.

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.

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.

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

The moment I first heard love I gave up my soul, my heart, and my eyes.

An enemy to whom you show kindness becomes your friend, excepting lust, the indulgence of which increases its enmity.