与Leo一起游览伊朗；伊朗本土狗

Woman is a ray of God. She is not that earthly beloved: she is creative, not created.

Whatever makes an impression on the heart seems lovely in the eye.

When someone beats a rug, the blows are not against the rug, but against the dust in it.

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.

Everyone has been made for some particular work, and the desire for that work has been put in every heart.

A little and a little, collected together, becomes a great deal; the heap in the barn consists of single grains, and drop and drop make the inundation.

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

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

The best loved by God are those that are rich, yet have the humility of the poor, and those that are poor and have the magnanimity of the rich.

You know the value of every article of merchandise, but if you don&#39;t know the value of your own soul, it&#39;s all foolishness.

That which is false troubles the heart, but truth brings joyous tranquillity.

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.

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.

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.

Oh Cup-bearer, set my glass afire with the light of wine!

Send a bouquet of your face with the morning breeze.

You&#39;ve come to know the fortunate and the inauspicious stars, but you don&#39;t know whether you yourself are fortunate or lucky.

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

When I die, I shall soar with angels, and when I die to the angels, what I shall become you cannot imagine.

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

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.

Ever since happiness heard your name, it has been running through the streets trying to find you.

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