Dust Into Dust, And Under Dust To

How Sad, A Heart That Does Not Know How To Love, That Does Not Know What It Is To Be Drunk With Love. If You Are Not In Love, How Can You Enjoy The Blinding Light Of The Sun, The Soft Light Of The Moon?

Why Ponder Thus The Future To Foresee, And Jade Thy Brain To Vain Perplexity? Cast Off Thy Care, Leave Allah’s Plans To Him – He Formed Them All Without Consulting Thee.

He Who Has One Enemy Shall Meet Him Everywhere.

Hearts Are Like Tapers, Which At Beauteous Eyes Kindle A Flame Of Love That Never Dies; And Beauty Is A Flame, Where Hearts, Like Moths, Offer Themselves A Burning Sacrifice.

Drink! For You Know Not When You Came, Nor Why; Drink! For You Know Not Why You Go, Nor Where.