Hormuz l'île Rainbow

Listen! Clam up your mouth and be silent like an oyster shell, for that tongue of yours is the enemy of the soul, my friend. When the lips are silent, the heart has a hundred tongues.

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.

Everyone has been made for some particular work, and the desire for that work has been put in every heart.

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

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

A little and a little, collected together, becomes a great deal; the heap in the barn consists of single grains, and drop and drop make the inundation.

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.

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

There are a thousand ways to kneel and kiss the ground; there are a thousand ways to go home again.

When the belly is empty, the body becomes spirit; and when it is full, the spirit becomes body.

When someone beats a rug, the blows are not against the rug, but against the dust in it.

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.