Come in, my dearFrom that harsh worldThat has rained elements of stoneUpon your tender face.Every soulShould receive a toast from usFor bravery!

Come in, my dearFrom that harsh worldThat has rained elements of stoneUpon your tender face.Every soulShould receive a toast from usFor bravery!

Carry your heart through this world like a life-giving sun

It is not easy to stop thinking ill of others.Usually one must enter into a friendship with a person who has accomplished that great feat himself.Then something might start to rub off on you of that true elegance.

Stay close to anything that makes you glad you are alive.

When you can make others laugh with jokes that belittle no one and your words always unite, Hafiz will vote for you to be God.

There is no pleasure without a tincture of bitterness.