Kurdistan; Zagros Gate

Palangan

Palangan

Palangan

Palangan

Above the &quot;Deyvaznav&quot; village

Uraman Takht

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

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.

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

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

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.

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

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.

Zarivar Lake

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;