与Leo一起游览伊朗；伊朗本土狗

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.

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

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

Oman overall has great animal and plant biodiversity because it has mountains, desert, coastal areas and rich coral reefs.

He who is a slave to his stomach seldom worships God.

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

Have patience. All things are difficult before they become easy.

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

What shall I say, O Muslims, I know not myself, I am neither a Christian, nor a Jew, nor a Zoroastrian, nor a Muslim.

People are crying up the rich and variegated plumage of the peacock, and he is himself blushing at the sight of his ugly feet.

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

I have seen the king with a face of Glory, He who is the eye and the sun of heaven, He who is the companion and healer of all beings, He who is the soul and the universe that births souls.

When I die, I shall soar with angels, and when I die to the angels, what I shall become you cannot imagine.

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

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.

the truth was a mirror in the hands of God. It fell, and broke into pieces. Everybody took a piece of it, and they looked at it and thought they had the truth.

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

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.

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

Water, stories, the body, all the things we do, are mediums that hid and show what&#39;s hidden.

The rose and the thorn, and sorrow and gladness are linked together.

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

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