What did Hafez mean by: Let tenderness pour from your eyes, the way sun gazes warmly on earth. - Hafez Copy
+ The tide of my love Has risen so high let me flood over You. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Hafez, Love, Tides, 0 - Hafez
+ Tis writ on Paradise’s gate, Woe to the dupe that yields to fate! Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Hafez, Destiny, Fate, Yield, 0 - Hafez
+ In time of trouble avert not thy face from hope, for the soft marrow abideth in the hard bone. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Hafez, Bones, Faces, Hopeful, 0 - Hafez
+ All your wounds from craving love Exist because of heroic deeds. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Hafez, Craving, Wounds, 0 - Hafez
+ We have not come here to take prisoners But to surrender ever more deeply To freedom and joy. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Hafez, Joy, Spiritual Life, Surrender, 0 - Hafez
+ This place where you are right now, God circled on a map for you. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Hafez, God, Maps, Purpose, 0 - Hafez
+ Sing because this is a food our starving world needs. Laugh because that is the purest sound. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Hafez, Laughing, Laughter, Sound, 0 - Hafez
+ We don’t need sugar, flour or rice or anything else. We just want to see our dear ones. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Hafez, Love, 0 - Hafez
People always underestimate the ability of earth to increase its carrying capacity. Explain - Charlie Munger Business person
A man has only one way of being immortal on earth: he has to forget he is a mortal. - Jean Giraudoux Playwright · France
I had tears coming out of my eyes. And it was the characters that got me there. - Jean M. Auel Author
Hell, covering all with its gloomy vapors, has cast shadows on even the holiest eyes. - Jean Racine Playwright · France
The glory of my name increases my shame. Less known by mortals, I could better escape their eyes. - Jean Racine Playwright · France
My death, taking the light from my eyes, gives back to the day the purity which they soiled. - Jean Racine Playwright · France
