Hormuz L'isola arcobaleno

Don&#39;t grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form.

Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it.

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

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

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.

Beauty surrounds us, but usually we need to be walking in a garden to know it.

That which is false troubles the heart, but truth brings joyous tranquillity.

I have learned so much from God that I can no longer call myself a Christian, a Hindu, a Muslim, a Buddhist, a Jew.

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.

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.

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

I have no companion but Love, no beginning, no end, no dawn. The Soul calls from within me: &#39;You, ignorant of the way of Love, set Me free.&#39;