Hormuz L'isola arcobaleno

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.

This is the essence of all sciences - that you should know who you will be when the Day of Reckoning arrives.

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

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;

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

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.

When someone beats a rug, the blows are not against the rug, but against the dust in it.

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

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

Even after all this time, the sun never says to the earth, &#39;You owe me.&#39; Look what happens with a love like that. It lights the whole sky.

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

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