As Long As In Love There Is

The Secret Of Life Is Balance, And The Absence Of Balance Is Life's Destruction.

I Played The Vina Until My Heart Turned Into The Same Instrument. Then I Offered This Instrument To The Divine Musician, The Only Muscian Existing. Since Then I Have Become His Flute, And When He Chooses He Plays His Music. The People Give Me Credit For This Music Which, In Reality, Is Not Due To Me, But To The Musician Who Plays His Own Instrument.

Repose Is The Secret Of All Contemplation And Meditation, The Secret Of Getting In Tune With That Aspect Of Life Which Is The Essence Of All Things. When One Is Not Accustomed To Take Repose, One Does Not Know What Is Behind One's Being.

Love Is The Essence Of All Religion, Mysticism, And Philosophy, And For The One Who Has Learned This, Love Fulfills The Purpose Of Religion, Ethics, And Philosophy, And The Lover Is Raised Above All Diversities Of Faiths And Beliefs.

Silence Is The Adornment Of The Wise, And For The Foolish The Only Dignity Possible.