هرمز جزیره رنگین کمانی

There are a thousand ways to kneel and kiss the ground; there are a thousand ways to go home again.

The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don&#39;t finally meet somewhere. They&#39;re in each other all along.

I have no companion but Love, no beginning, no end, no dawn. The Soul calls from within me: &#39;You, ignorant of the way of Love, set Me free.&#39;

Whatever makes an impression on the heart seems lovely in the eye.

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.

Don&#39;t grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form.

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

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.

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

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

May these vows and this marriage be blessed.