Quotes from Nizami Ganjavi

In the book of life every page has two sides: we human beings fill the upper side with our plans, hopes and wishes, but providence writes on the other side, and what it ordains is seldom our goal.

Free is a man who has no desires.

Free is a man who has no desires.

Thus many a melody passed to and fro between the two nightingales, drunk with their passion. Those who heard them listened in delight, and so similar were the two voices that they sounded like a single chant. Born of pain and longing, their song had the power to break the unhappiness of the world.

What we are and what we possess is but a loan- and that not for long! Do not clutch what has been given to you, for joy and desire to possess are but nails fastening you to the perishable world.

Fill this cup to that love that never changes, never! Fill this cup to the love that goes on living forever! To the love that has been purified by earthly woes and at last with everlasting bliss... divinely glows!

Whatever befalls us has its meaning; though it is often hard to grasp. In the Book of Life every page has two sides. On the upper one, we inscribe our plans, dreams and hopes; the reverse is filled by providence, whose verdicts rarely match our desire.

In the hour of adversity be not without hope, for crystal rain falls from black clouds.

Para contemplar la belleza de Layla hay que tener los ojos de Majnún.

What today we mistake for a padlock, keeping us out, we may tomorrow find to be the key that lets us in.

Even if we do not like to show our weakness to the world, we should have friends, genuine and true like mirrors, clearly revealing our faults so that we can face and cure them. Let me be your mirror.

Though parted our two loving souls combine, For mine is all your own and yours is mine. Two riddles to the world we represent, One answer each the other's deep lament. But if our parting severs us in two, One radiant light envelops me and you, As from another world - though blocked and barred What there is one, down here is forced apart. Yet if despairing bodies separate, Souls freely wander and communicate.

U onome što danas izgleda kao brava, koja te odvaja od tvoga cilja, sutra možeš prepoznati klju?.

My heart is bound by beauty's spell. My love is indestructible. Although I like a candle burn, And almost to a shadow turn, I envy not the heart that's free: Love's soul-encircling chains for me.

What do you know who have no notion of my grief? Away with you, make room! Do not look at me; I am not where you believe me to be. I am lost, even to myself! One does not address people like me! You torture and oppress me. How much longer? Leave me alone in my unhappiness.