شِوی منحصرترین آبشار خاورمیانه

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

Oh Cup-bearer, set my glass afire with the light of wine!

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.

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

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.

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.

Your depression is connected to your insolence and refusal to praise.

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

Something opens our wings. Something makes boredom and hurt disappear. Someone fills the cup in front of us: We taste only sacredness.

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

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?

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

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

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