Hormuz l'île Rainbow

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

There are a thousand ways to kneel and kiss the ground; there are a thousand ways to go home again.

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.

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

May these vows and this marriage be blessed.

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

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

Everything that is made beautiful and fair and lovely is made for the eye of one who sees.

What shall I say, O Muslims, I know not myself, I am neither a Christian, nor a Jew, nor a Zoroastrian, nor a Muslim.

The moment I first heard love I gave up my soul, my heart, and my eyes.

May this marriage be full of laughter, our every day in paradise.

I have no companion but Love, no beginning, no end, no dawn. The Soul calls from within me: &#39;You, ignorant of the way of Love, set Me free.&#39;