Hormuz L'isola arcobaleno

However much I might try to expound or explain Love, when I come to Love itself, I am ashamed of my explanations... Love alone can explain the mysteries of love and lovers.

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

Have patience. All things are difficult before they become easy.

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

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

Listen! Clam up your mouth and be silent like an oyster shell, for that tongue of yours is the enemy of the soul, my friend. When the lips are silent, the heart has a hundred tongues.

Send a bouquet of your face with the morning breeze.

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

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

There is an invisible strength within us; when it recognizes two opposing objects of desire, it grows stronger.

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.

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