Torre del silenzio

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Oh Cup-bearer, set my glass afire with the light of wine!

Hafez

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

Rumi

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

Hafez

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.

Rumi

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.

Rumi

You left and I cried tears of blood. My sorrow grows. Its not just that You left. But when You left my eyes went with You. Now, how will I cry?

Rumi

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

Rumi

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Torre del silenzio

Una Torre del Silenzio è una struttura circolare e rialzata usata dagli zoroastriani per l'esposizione dei morti, in particolare per raccogliere gli uccelli ai fini dell'esclusione.

Torre del silenzio

Oh Cup-bearer, set my glass afire with the light of wine!

Hafez

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

Rumi

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

Hafez

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.

Rumi

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.

Rumi

You left and I cried tears of blood. My sorrow grows. Its not just that You left. But when You left my eyes went with You. Now, how will I cry?

Rumi

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

Rumi

Torre del silenzio

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