Hormuz l'île Rainbow

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

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

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

Grief can be the garden of compassion. If you keep your heart open through everything, your pain can become your greatest ally in your life&#39;s search for love and wisdom.

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.

I am neither of the East nor of the West, no boundaries exist within my breast.

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.

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

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

Plant the love of the holy ones within your spirit; don&#39;t give your heart to anything, but the love of those whose hearts are glad.

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.