霍尔木兹彩虹岛

Even after all this time, the sun never says to the earth, &#39;You owe me.&#39; Look what happens with a love like that. It lights the whole sky.

When I die, I shall soar with angels, and when I die to the angels, what I shall become you cannot imagine.

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.

海上的霍尔木兹岛

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

Woman is a ray of God. She is not that earthly beloved: she is creative, not created.

We are born of love; Love is our mother.

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.

And so it is, that both the Devil and the angelic Spirit present us with objects of desire to awaken our power of choice.

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

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.

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