霍尔木兹彩虹岛

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

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.

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

海上的霍尔木兹岛

People are crying up the rich and variegated plumage of the peacock, and he is himself blushing at the sight of his ugly feet.

We are born of love; Love is our mother.

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.

Something opens our wings. Something makes boredom and hurt disappear. Someone fills the cup in front of us: We taste only sacredness.

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.

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

Ever since happiness heard your name, it has been running through the streets trying to find you.

He who is a slave to his stomach seldom worships God.