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.

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

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.

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

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.

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

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

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

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

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.

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

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

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.

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.

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

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

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.

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

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

Let the beauty of what you love be what you do.

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

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.

I am neither of the East nor of the West, no boundaries exist within my breast.