Hafez Quotes

How Do I Listen to others? As if everyone were my Master Speaking to me His Cherished Last Words.

The small man builds cages for everyone he knows While the sage, who has to duck his head when the moon is low, Keeps dropping keys all night long For the beautiful rowdy prisoners.

Laugh because that is the purest sound.

What we speak becomes the house we live in.

For a day, just for one day, talk about that which disturbs no one and bring some peace into those beautiful eyes.

There was a four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife.Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there.When his Mother asked what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said,“Nothing, I just helped him cry.²”“Even after all this timethe sun never says to the earth“You owe me”Look what happens with a love like that,It lights the whole sky..”

Think of suffering as being washed.

All your wounds from craving loveExist because of heroic deeds.

Let's get loose with Compassion. Let's drown in the delicious ambience of Love.

Not loving is a letting go.Listen,The terrain around hereIsFar tooDangerousForThat.

TheEarth would dieIf the sun stopped kissing her.

There is no pleasure without a tincture of bitterness.

Send a bouquet of your face with the morning breeze.

Now is the time to understand That all your ideas of right and wrong Were just a child's training wheelsTo be laid aside When you finally live With veracity And love.

It happens all the time in heaven,And some dayIt will begin to happenAgain on earth -That men and women who are married,And men and men who areLovers,And women and womenWho give each otherLight,Often will get down on their kneesAnd while so tenderlyHolding their lover's hand,With tears in their eyes,Will sincerely speak, saying,My dear,How can I be more loving to you;How can I be more kind?

We have not come here to take prisoners But to surrender ever more deeply To freedom and joy.

Love is simply creation's greatest joy.

Happiness is right in front of you.

Speak but little, and that little only when thy own purposes require it. Heaven has given thee two ears but only one tongue, which means: listen to two things, but be not the first to propose one.

Sing because this is a food our starving world needs. Laugh because that is the purest sound.

We don't need sugar, flour or rice or anything else. We just want to see our dear ones.

In time of trouble avert not thy face from hope, for the soft marrow abideth in the hard bone.

On the neck of a young man sparkles no gem so gracious as enterprise.

The heart is a thousand stringed instrument that can only be tuned with love.

Poetry reveals that there is no empty space.

The great religions are the ships, Poets the life boats. Every sane person I know has jumped overboard.

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.

True art awakens theExtraordinaryOvation

Words have no language which can utter the secrets of love; and beyond the limits of expression is the expounding of desire.

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

The tide of my loveHas risen so high let me floodoverYou.

You ache with loneliness one night so much you weep and I say 'here is a rope tie it around me Hafiz will be your companion for life'.

There isA madman inside of youWho is always running for office

Join me in the pure atmosphere of gratitude for life.

The 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?

Let tenderness pour from your eyes, the way sun gazes warmly on earth.

I am happy even before I have a reason.

If, like the prophet Noah, you have patience in the distress of the flood, Calamity turns aside, and the desire of a thousand years comes forth.

Fear is the cheapest room in the house. I would like to see you living in better conditions.

Whatis the root of all these words?One thing: Love.But a love so deep and sweet it needed to express itself with scents, sounds, colors that never before existed.

Now that all your worry has proved such an unlucrative business. Why not find a better job.

Grieve not; though the journey of life be bitter, and the end unseen, there is no road which does not lead to an end.

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

Plant a Seed so your Heart will Grow.

How did the rose ever open its heart and give to this world all of its beauty? It felt the encouragement of Light against its being; otherwise we all remain too frightened.

Come, for the House of Hope is built on sand: bring wine, for the fabric of life is as weak as the wind.

Greatness is always built on this foundation: the ability to appear, speak and act, as the most common man.

Grieve not because thou understand-not life's mystery; behind the veil is concealed many a delight.

Fear is the cheapest room in the house.

Love sometimes gets tired of speaking sweetly and wants to rip to shreds all your erroneous notions of the truth that make you fight within yourself, dear one, and with others, causing the world to weep on too many fine days... The Beloved sometimes wants to do us a great favor: Hold us upside down and shake all the nonsense out.

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

Learn to recognize the counterfeit coins that may buy you just a moment of pleasure,But then drag you for days like a broken man behind a farting camel.

How seamless seemed love and then came trouble!

The sun will stand as your best manAnd whistleWhen you have found the courageTo marry forgivenessWhen you have found the courageto marryLove.

This sky where we live is no place to lose your wings so love, love, love.

Your loveShould never be offered to the mouth of aStranger,Only to someoneWho has the valor and daringTo cut pieces of their soul off with a knifeThen weave them into a blanketTo protect you.

The world is like an eye, a beard, a spot of beauty and eyebrow, Where each thing is neatly in place.

When all your desires are distilled; You will cast just two votes: To love more, And be happy.

Even after all this time, the sun never says to the earth, 'You owe me.' Look what happens with a love like that. It lights the whole sky.

The world is a bride of surpassing beauty-but remember that this maiden is never bound to anyone.