And Your Fragrance Shall Be My Breath,

He Who Seeks Ecstasy In Love Should Not Complain Of Suffering.

A Woman Whom Providence Has Provided With Beauty Of Spirit And Body Is A Truth, At The Same Time Both Open And Secret, Which We Can Understand Only By Love, And Touch Only By Virtue.

Much Of Your Pain Is Self-chosen.

The Soul Unfolds Itself, Like A Lotus Of Countless Petals.

A Truth Is To Be Known Always, To Be Uttered Sometimes.