Hormuz L'isola arcobaleno

Water, stories, the body, all the things we do, are mediums that hid and show what&#39;s hidden.

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;

Everyone has been made for some particular work, and the desire for that work has been put in every heart.

The gifts of lovers to one another are, in respect to love, nothing but forms; yet, they testify to invisible love.

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.

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

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

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

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

When I die, I shall soar with angels, and when I die to the angels, what I shall become you cannot imagine.

Through Love all that is bitter will be sweet, Through Love all that is copper will be gold, Through Love all dregs will become wine, through Love all pain will turn to medicine.

May these vows and this marriage be blessed.