与Leo一起游览伊朗；伊朗本土狗

There is an invisible strength within us; when it recognizes two opposing objects of desire, it grows stronger.

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

If you find the mirror of the heart dull, the rust has not been cleared from its face.

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

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.

A man is insensible to the relish of prosperity &#39;til he has tasted adversity.

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

The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don&#39;t finally meet somewhere. They&#39;re in each other all along.

The garden of love is green without limit and yields many fruits other than sorrow or joy. Love is beyond either condition: without spring, without autumn, it is always fresh.

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.

You know the value of every article of merchandise, but if you don&#39;t know the value of your own soul, it&#39;s all foolishness.

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

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

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.

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

Oh, bird of my soul, fly away now, For I possess a hundred fortified towers.

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

The moment I first heard love I gave up my soul, my heart, and my eyes.

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

The best loved by God are those that are rich, yet have the humility of the poor, and those that are poor and have the magnanimity of the rich.

Sunlight fell upon the wall; the wall received a borrowed splendor. Why set your heart on a piece of earth, O simple one? Seek out the source which shines forever.

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

We are born of love; Love is our mother.