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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.

the truth was a mirror in the hands of God. It fell, and broke into pieces. Everybody took a piece of it, and they looked at it and thought they had the truth.

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

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

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

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

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.

Oman overall has great animal and plant biodiversity because it has mountains, desert, coastal areas and rich coral reefs.

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

Plant the love of the holy ones within your spirit; don&#39;t give your heart to anything, but the love of those whose hearts are glad.

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?

An enemy to whom you show kindness becomes your friend, excepting lust, the indulgence of which increases its enmity.

Listen! Clam up your mouth and be silent like an oyster shell, for that tongue of yours is the enemy of the soul, my friend. When the lips are silent, the heart has a hundred tongues.

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

Don&#39;t be surprised at Fortune&#39;s turns and twists: That wheel has spun a thousand yarns before.

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

A man is insensible to the relish of prosperity &#39;til he has tasted adversity.

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

Send a bouquet of your face with the morning breeze.

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.

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.

Love will find its way through all languages on its own.

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.