هرمز جزیره رنگین کمانی

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

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.

Whenever you argue with another wiser than yourself in order that others may admire your wisdom, they will discover your ignorance.

Love will find its way through all languages on its own.

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.

Beg of God the removal of envy, that God may deliver you from externals, and bestow upon you an inward occupation, which will absorb you so that your attention is not drawn away.

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.

Oh Cup-bearer, set my glass afire with the light of wine!

May this marriage be full of laughter, our every day in paradise.

You left and I cried tears of blood. My sorrow grows. Its not just that You left. But when You left my eyes went with You. Now, how will I cry?

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

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