Kurdistan;Porte de Zagros

Palangan

Palangan

Palangan

Palangan

Above the &quot;Deyvaznav&quot; village

Uraman Takht

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.

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

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.

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

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

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.

Why should I be unhappy? Every parcel of my being is in full bloom.

Zarivar Lake

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.