Hormuz L'isola arcobaleno

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

Water, stories, the body, all the things we do, are mediums that hid and show what&#39;s hidden.

I fear God and next to God I mostly fear them that fear him not.

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

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

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 gifts of lovers to one another are, in respect to love, nothing but forms; yet, they testify to invisible love.

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.

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

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.

Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it.

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.