Your love Should never be offered to the mouth of a Stranger, Only to someone Who has the valor and daring To cut pieces of their soul off with a knife Then weave them into a blanket To protect you.
HAFEZThe reason why worry kills more people than work is that more people worry than work.- Robert Frost Now that all your worry has proved such an unattractive business – why not find a better job?
More Hafez Quotes
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Only heart to heart can speak the bliss of mystic knowers.
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God disguised as myriad things, and playing a game of tag has kissed you and said, “You’re it. I mean you’re really it. Now it does not matter what you believe or feel. For something wonderful, something major-league wonderful, is someday going to happen.”
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Everyone, whether he is self-denying or self-indulgent, is seeking after the Beloved. Every place may be the shrine of love, whether it be mosque or synagogue.
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Do not surrender your grief so quickly Let it cut more deeply Let it ferment and season you As few human or divine ingredients can Something is missing in my heart tonight That has made my eyes so soft And my voice so tender And my need of God so absolutely clear.
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Start seeing everything as God, But keep it a secret.
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Start seeing everything as God, But keep it a secret.
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You yourself are your own obstacle, rise above yourself.
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Run my dear, From anything, That may not strengthen, Your precious budding wings.
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The world is a bride of surpassing beauty-but remember that this maiden is never bound to anyone.
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People say that the soul, on hearing the song of creation, entered the body, but in reality the soul itself was the song.
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We don’t need sugar, flour or rice or anything else. We just want to see our dear ones.
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Not loving is a letting go. Listen, The terrain around here Is Far too Dangerous For That.
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A poet is someone Who can pour Light into a spoon, Then raise it To nourish Your beautiful parched, holy mouth.
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The tide of my love Has risen so high let me flood over You.
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Tis writ on Paradise’s gate, Woe to the dupe that yields to fate!
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