Hormuz L'isola arcobaleno

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.

Oh Cup-bearer, set my glass afire with the light of wine!

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.

A man is insensible to the relish of prosperity &#39;til he has tasted adversity.

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

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.

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

You know the value of every article of merchandise, but if you don&#39;t know the value of your own soul, it&#39;s all foolishness.

The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don&#39;t finally meet somewhere. They&#39;re in each other all along.

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;

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

Oh, bird of my soul, fly away now, For I possess a hundred fortified towers.