هرمز جزیره رنگین کمانی

We are born of love; Love is our mother.

Love will find its way through all languages on its own.

I am neither of the East nor of the West, no boundaries exist within my breast.

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.

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

You&#39;ve come to know the fortunate and the inauspicious stars, but you don&#39;t know whether you yourself are fortunate or lucky.

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

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

Beg of God the removal of envy, that God may deliver you from externals, and bestow upon you an inward occupation, which will absorb you so that your attention is not drawn away.

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.

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

It may be that the satisfaction I need depends on my going away, so that when I&#39;ve gone and come back, I&#39;ll find it at home.