Hormuz The Rainbow Island

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

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

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.

Hormuz Island from sea

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.

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

An enemy to whom you show kindness becomes your friend, excepting lust, the indulgence of which increases its enmity.

Let the beauty of what you love be what you do.

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.

Why should I be unhappy? Every parcel of my being is in full bloom.

Have patience. All things are difficult before they become easy.

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