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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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?

Most of the birds of the Old World can be found here, as Oman is on a strategic route for migrating birds.

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

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.