هرمز جزیره رنگین کمانی

Something opens our wings. Something makes boredom and hurt disappear. Someone fills the cup in front of us: We taste only sacredness.

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

Don&#39;t grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form.

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.

If you find the mirror of the heart dull, the rust has not been cleared from its face.

Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it.

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

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

I have learned so much from God that I can no longer call myself a Christian, a Hindu, a Muslim, a Buddhist, a Jew.

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

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

Send a bouquet of your face with the morning breeze.