شِوی منحصرترین آبشار خاورمیانه

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.

I fear God and next to God I mostly fear them that fear him not.

I have seen the king with a face of Glory, He who is the eye and the sun of heaven, He who is the companion and healer of all beings, He who is the soul and the universe that births souls.

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

Why should I be unhappy? Every parcel of my being is in full bloom.

I have learned so much from God that I can no longer call myself a Christian, a Hindu, a Muslim, a Buddhist, a Jew.

Plant the love of the holy ones within your spirit; don&#39;t give your heart to anything, but the love of those whose hearts are glad.

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.

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

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

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

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

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

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.