شِوی منحصرترین آبشار خاورمیانه

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.

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.

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

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

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.

The gifts of lovers to one another are, in respect to love, nothing but forms; yet, they testify to invisible love.

He who is a slave to his stomach seldom worships God.

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

Sunlight fell upon the wall; the wall received a borrowed splendor. Why set your heart on a piece of earth, O simple one? Seek out the source which shines forever.

However much I might try to expound or explain Love, when I come to Love itself, I am ashamed of my explanations... Love alone can explain the mysteries of love and lovers.

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.

It may be that the satisfaction I need depends on my going away, so that when I&#39;ve gone and come back, I&#39;ll find it at home.

This is the essence of all sciences - that you should know who you will be when the Day of Reckoning arrives.

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