Do You Pay Regular Visits To Yourself?

The Lover Is Ever Drunk With Love. He Is Mad. She Is Free. He Sings With Delight. She Dances In Ecstasy. Caught By Our Own Thoughts, We Worry About Everything. But Once We Get Drunk On That Love Whatever Will Be, Will Be.

This Whole Universe Is But A Drop Of His Beauty!

For Without You, I Swear, The Town Has Become Like A Prison To Me. Distraction And The Mountain And The Desert, All I Desire.

Either Give Me More Wine Or Leave Me Alone.

Everything Has To Do With Loving And Not Loving.