Hormuz l'île Rainbow

Send a bouquet of your face with the morning breeze.

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

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

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.

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.

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.

There are a thousand ways to kneel and kiss the ground; there are a thousand ways to go home again.

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.

Let the beauty of what you love be what you do.

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.

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