霍尔木兹彩虹岛

We are born of love; Love is our mother.

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

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

海上的霍尔木兹岛

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

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

I fear God and next to God I mostly fear them that fear him not.

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

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.

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

Send a bouquet of your face with the morning breeze.

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.