هرمز جزیره رنگین کمانی

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

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

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

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

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

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.

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.

There is an invisible strength within us; when it recognizes two opposing objects of desire, it grows stronger.

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.

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

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

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.