霍尔木兹彩虹岛

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

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

海上的霍尔木兹岛

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

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

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

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.

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.

Have patience. All things are difficult before they become easy.

I have learned so much from God that I can no longer call myself a Christian, a Hindu, a Muslim, a Buddhist, a Jew.

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.