Hormuz l'île Rainbow

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

That which God said to the rose, and caused it to laugh in full-blown beauty, He said to my heart, and made it a hundred times more beautiful.

That which is false troubles the heart, but truth brings joyous tranquillity.

Love will find its way through all languages on its own.

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.

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.

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

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

Send a bouquet of your face with the morning breeze.

Beauty surrounds us, but usually we need to be walking in a garden to know it.

I have learned so much from God that I can no longer call myself a Christian, a Hindu, a Muslim, a Buddhist, a Jew.

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