شِوی منحصرترین آبشار خاورمیانه

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;

Woman is a ray of God. She is not that earthly beloved: she is creative, not created.

And so it is, that both the Devil and the angelic Spirit present us with objects of desire to awaken our power of choice.

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

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.

Listen! Clam up your mouth and be silent like an oyster shell, for that tongue of yours is the enemy of the soul, my friend. When the lips are silent, the heart has a hundred tongues.

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

That which God said to the rose, and caused it to laugh in full-blown beauty, He said to my heart, and made it a hundred times more beautiful.

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

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

Whatever makes an impression on the heart seems lovely in the eye.

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

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.