Hormuz l'île Rainbow

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

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.

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.

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

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

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

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

This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet.

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?

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.

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

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.