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“The
Earth would die
If the sun stopped kissing her.”
― شمس الدین محمد حافظ / Khwāja Šams ud-Dīn Muhammad ����ڱ��-e Šīrāzī, The Gift

“The heart is a
The thousand-stringed instrument

That can only be tuned with
Love.”
― شمس الدین محمد حافظ / Khwāja Šams ud-Dīn Muhammad ����ڱ��-e Šīrāzī, The Gift

“I should not make any promises right now,
But I know if you
Pray
Somewhere in this world -
Something good will happen.”
― Hafiz

“Listen: this world is the lunatic's sphere,
Don't always agree it's real,

Even with my feet upon it
And the postman knowing my door

My address is somewhere else.”
― شمس الدین محمد حافظ / Khwāja Šams ud-Dīn Muhammad ����ڱ��-e Šīrāzī, The Gift

“Let's get loose
With
Compassion,

Let's drown in the delicious
Ambience of
Love.”
― شمس الدین محمد حافظ / Khwāja Šams ud-Dīn Muhammad ����ڱ��-e Šīrāzī, The Gift

“Forget your voice, sing!
Forget your feet, dance!
Forget your life, live!
Forget yourself and be!”
― Kamand Kojouri

“Sometimes I say to a poem,

"I don't have the strength
To wring out another drop
Of the sun."

And the poem will often
Respond

By climbing onto a barroom table:

Then lifts its skirt, winks,
Causing the whole sky to
Fall.”
― شمس الدین محمد حافظ / Khwāja Šams ud-Dīn Muhammad ����ڱ��-e Šīrāzī, The Gift

“All your wounds from craving love
Exist because of heroic deeds.”
― شمس الدین محمد حافظ / Khwāja Šams ud-Dīn Muhammad ����ڱ��-e Šīrāzī, The Gift

“Not loving is a letting go.
Listen,
The terrain around here
Is
Far too
Dangerous
For
That.”
― شمس الدین محمد حافظ / Shams-al-Din Mohammad Hafez, The Gift

“There are
So many positions of
Love:

Each curve on a branch,

The thousand different ways
Your eyes can embrace us,

The infinite shapes your
Mind can draw,

The spring
Orchestra of scents,

The currents of light combusting
Like passionate lips,

The revolution of Existence's skirt
Whose folds contain other worlds.

Your every sigh that falls against
His inconceivable
Omnipresent
Body.”
― شمس الدین محمد حافظ / Khwāja Šams ud-Dīn Muhammad ����ڱ��-e Šīrāzī, The Gift

“Lean your sweet neck and mouth
Out of that dark nest where you hide,
I will pour effulgence into your mind.”
― شمس الدین محمد حافظ / Khwāja Šams ud-Dīn Muhammad ����ڱ��-e Šīrāzī, The Gift

“Lovers
Don't tell all of their
Secrets.

They might
Count each other's moles
That reside in the shy
Regions,

Then keep that tally strictly
To themselves.

God and I
Have signe a contract
To be even more intimate than
That!

Though a clause
Mentions

Something about not drawing detailed maps
To all His beautiful

Laughing
Moles.”
― شمس الدین محمد حافظ / Shams-al-Din Mohammad Hafez, The Gift

“You know how it goes:
at some point in your life,
you fell in love with someone
and had a glimpse of God.
Then you abandoned life and lover
and started celebrating
your love for God.”
― Kamand Kojouri

“Art is the conversation between lovers.
Art offers an opening for the heart.
True art makes the divine silence in the soul
Break into applause.


Art is, at last, the knowledge of
Where we are standing ��
Where we are standing
In this Wonderland
When we rip off all our clothes
And this blind man's patch, veil,
That got tied across our brow.

Art is the conversation between lovers.

True art awakes the
Extraordinary
Ovation.”
― ����ڱ��

“With That Moon Language Admit something: Everyone you see, you say to them, “Love me.�� Of course you do not do this out loud; Otherwise, Someone would call the cops. Still though, think about this, This great pull in us to connect. Why not become the one Who lives with a full moon in each eye That is always saying With that sweet moon Language What every other eye in this world Is dying to Hear.”
― Gregory Boyle

“How can you be a lover of love
and not be a lover of God?
It is impossible.”
― Kamand Kojouri

“All happenings needed to be; accept that, my
dear. Ask for any forgiveness one more time
if you must,

ask for forgiveness one more time if you must,
then move on to your glory and sublime reign.”
― Hafez

“با دلارامی مرا خاطر خوش است
کز دلم یک باره برد آرام را”
― Hafez, The Divan

“I am the sun
I am the sea
I am the one
By infinity

I am the spark
I am the light
I am the dark
And I am the night

I am Iran
I am Xerxes
I am Zal’s son
And I am a beast

I am God’s own
Emissary
Colour my heart
Red, white and green

I am Ferdowsi
I am Hafez
I am Saadi
Rolled all in one breath

Ibn Sina
Omar Khayyam
Look at me now
Bundled in one

I am the present
I am the past
I am the future
My presence will last

I am Ismail
My soul is unleashed
‘Till the day at least
The sun sets in the east”
― Soroosh Shahrivar, Letter 19

“You see, Yousef, you can't force someone in their hearts to believe the way you do. They all tried and failed. They judged by their own convictions--not even by the truth of the teachings of Isa. No one is above God's judgment. No one has the right to judge for him.”
― Pola Muzyka, Escape The Hezbollah

“He begins to recite some verses. A Persian poem. I don’t stop desiring when my desire Is fulfilled, when my mouth wins The red lips of my beloved, When my soul expires in the sweetness of her breath. Arslan smiles, he has recognized the inimitable Hafez of Shiraz, which is confirmed by the last couplet: And you will always invoke the name of Hafez In the company of the sad and the brokenhearted.”
― Mathias Énard, Parle-leur de batailles, de rois et d'éléphants

“Speak Hafez! On the world's page trace
Your poems' narrative;
The words your pen writes will have life
When you no longer live.”
― Hafez, The nightingales are drunk

“یک دم غریق بحر خدا شو گمان مبر

کز آب هفت بحر به یک موی تر شوی”
― Hafez

“I’m searching for answers Great Viceroy so give it to me. Quench my thirst, let me whirl like a drunk Sufi.”
― Soroosh Shahrivar, Letter 19

“Dis qu'on n'apporte pas la chandelle à cette réunion, car ce soir en notre assemblée, pleine est la lune du visage de l'Ami !��
(Gh.47)”
― Hafez de Chiraz, Le divan

“Of all the roses in the world
A rosy face... is quite enough for me”
― Hafez

“Tolstoy, Hafez, Steinbeck and Cervantes were no longer her friends.”
― Soroosh Shahrivar, Tajrish