هرمز جزیره رنگین کمانی

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

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.

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.

the truth was a mirror in the hands of God. It fell, and broke into pieces. Everybody took a piece of it, and they looked at it and thought they had the truth.

This is the essence of all sciences - that you should know who you will be when the Day of Reckoning arrives.

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.

It may be that the satisfaction I need depends on my going away, so that when I&#39;ve gone and come back, I&#39;ll find it at home.

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

Woman is a ray of God. She is not that earthly beloved: she is creative, not created.

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

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

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