Hormuz The Rainbow Island

the truth was a mirror in the hands of God. It fell, and broke into pieces. Everybody took a piece of it, and they looked at it and thought they had the truth.

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

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.

Hormuz Island from sea

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

We are born of love; Love is our mother.

May this marriage be full of laughter, our every day in paradise.

Grief can be the garden of compassion. If you keep your heart open through everything, your pain can become your greatest ally in your life&#39;s search for love and wisdom.

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

I have seen the king with a face of Glory, He who is the eye and the sun of heaven, He who is the companion and healer of all beings, He who is the soul and the universe that births souls.

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

A little and a little, collected together, becomes a great deal; the heap in the barn consists of single grains, and drop and drop make the inundation.