Deserto Khur - Tabas

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

Hafez

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

Rumi

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

Saadi

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

Saadi

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

Rumi

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

Hafez

You left and I cried tears of blood. My sorrow grows. Its not just that You left. But when You left my eyes went with You. Now, how will I cry?

Rumi

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

Rumi

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

Rumi

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Deserto Khur - Tabas

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Deserto Khur - Tabas

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

Hafez

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

Rumi

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

Saadi

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

Saadi

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

Rumi

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

Hafez

You left and I cried tears of blood. My sorrow grows. Its not just that You left. But when You left my eyes went with You. Now, how will I cry?

Rumi

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

Rumi

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

Rumi

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