Quotes by : Hafez

Send a bouquet of your face with the morning breeze.

What does life give me in the end but sorrow?What do love's good and evil send but sorrow?I've only seen....

And still, after all this time,The sun never says to the earth,"You owe Me."Look what happens withA love....

In time of trouble avert not thy face from hope for the soft marrow abi-deth in the hard bone.

Be content with what thou hast received and smooth thy frowning forehead.