The result of my life is no more than three words: I was raw, I became cooked, I was burnt.



Profession: Poet
Nationality: Persian

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Oh my friend, all that you see of me is a shell, the rest belongs to love.

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

And so it is, that both the Devil and the angelic Spirit present us with objects of desire to awaken our power of choice. There is an invisible strength within us; when it recognizes two opposing objects of desire, it grows stronger.

When you go through a hard period, when everything seems to oppose you, when you feel you cannot even bear one more minute, never give up! Because it is the time and place that the course will divert!

Poems are rough notations for the music we are.

There is a moon inside every human being. Learn to be companions with it.

You have within you more love than you could ever understand.

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 lover's ailment is separate from all other ailments: love is the astrolabe of the mysteries of God.

Friendship of the wise is good; a wise enemy is better than a foolish friend.

How do I know who I am or where I am? How could a single wave locate itself in an ocean.

Be full of sorrow, that you may become hill of joy; weep, that you may break into laughter.

I have searched all over the world but failed to see a virtue better than being well-behaved.

Today, let us swim wildly, joyously in gratitude.