Kurdistan; Zagros Gate

Palangan

Palangan

Palangan

Palangan

Above the &quot;Deyvaznav&quot; village

Uraman Takht

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.

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

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.

An enemy to whom you show kindness becomes your friend, excepting lust, the indulgence of which increases its enmity.

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

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

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

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.