Hormuz L'isola arcobaleno

Whenever you argue with another wiser than yourself in order that others may admire your wisdom, they will discover your ignorance.

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

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

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

The best loved by God are those that are rich, yet have the humility of the poor, and those that are poor and have the magnanimity of the rich.

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?

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.

Don&#39;t be surprised at Fortune&#39;s turns and twists: That wheel has spun a thousand yarns before.

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.

We are born of love; Love is our mother.

Woman is a ray of God. She is not that earthly beloved: she is creative, not created.

The garden of love is green without limit and yields many fruits other than sorrow or joy. Love is beyond either condition: without spring, without autumn, it is always fresh.