Quotes from Anita Amirrezvani

Be like the date that grows sweeter and sweeter , even though the soil that nourishes it is rocky and harsh

First there wasn't, then there was. Before God no one was.

Our response to cruelty, suffering, and sorrow is to remind the world of the face of beauty, which can best restore a man's tranquility, cleanse his hear of evil, and lead him to the path of truth

Look in the face of your beloved, For in that mirror, you will see yourself.

I felt as if I had more to learn than I had time on earth.

My mother had comforted me with tales ever since I was small. Sometimes they helped me peel a problem like an onion, or gave me ideas about what to do; other times, they calmed me so much that I would fall into a soothing sleep. My father used to say that her tales were better than the best medicine. Sighing, I burrowed into my mother's body like a child, knowing that the sound of her voice would be a balm on my heart.

May this be your final sorrow.

They lived in such a deep state of feeling for each other, whether love or hate, that it surrounded them like the weather.

May your luck soon be brighter! With such fine work, I know it will.

Shamkhal and Majeed exchanged a glance of excitement and Majeed leapt up, his face glowing with triumph, to repeat what Ibrahim had said to another noble, and then he sped to the other side of the room to make sure the words traveled from man to man.

she was doomed to luxuriate in the most immaculate of prisons.

I recognized the poem from Maulana Rumi and felt touched to the depths of my heart when I realized that Pari was committing both of us to God's care. "I will never abandon you. You are the star that I follow always." Pari's eyes misted. "Yes," she said softly, "you alone of all my servants have truly loved me." "With all my heart.

I don't have royal blood," I told her, "but we two could have been twins. It was as if we swam in the same fluids in our mother 's womb, so that some of my maleness became hers and some of her femaleness mine. That made us strange in the eyes of the world, which does not care for in-between beings. We have both taken blows because of it. She was protean, as am I. She was fierce and affectionate and smart and unpredictable. That is why I loved her . . . that is why!

But when I allowed myself to think of her, I remembered the delicacy of her brown body under her orange robe, and I drew courage from knowing that she had needed nothing to guide her but her determined heart. Had there ever been a man who could claim to be as fearless? She had never even held the heavy swords and sharp daggers that gave soldiers their swagger. Khadijeh may have been a slave, but in her heart, she was a lion-woman.

In the spring of the year that I was supposed to be married, a comet launched itself over the skies of my village. It was brighter than any comet we had ever seen, and more evil. Night after night, as it crawled across our skies spraying its cold white seeds of sorrow, we tried to decipher the fearsome messages of the stars.

May God punish you for this first of your sins!" Hossein Beyg shouted, his words falling on the room like a curse. "May you fear for your life every day you are Shah. May your children be murdered without mercy, just as you have condemned me. Men of the court, take heed! You will be next if you don't root out this viper in your midst.

Beauty is a tonic like no other. But without unity, there can be no beauty. Without integrity, there can be no beauty.