Wherever there is a ruin, there is hope for treasure— why do you not seek the treasure of God in the wasted heart? R ÛMÎ
The pain of love became the medicine for every heart, The difficulty could never be solved without love. ‘A TTÂR
Sweeter than this poison I did not see any drink, Lovelier than this illness I did not see any health. R ÛMÎ
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