Hormuz l'île Rainbow

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.

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

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.

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.

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

Beauty surrounds us, but usually we need to be walking in a garden to know it.

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

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.

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

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?

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