In Real Existence There Is Only Unity.

You Fill Yourself With The Sharp Pain Of Love, Rather Than Its Fulfillment.

Suffering Is A Gift; In Its Hidden Mercy

You Could String A Hundred Endless Days Together, My Soul Would Find No Comfort From This Pain. You Laugh At My Tale? You May Be Educated But You Haven’t Learned To Love Till You’re Insane

There Is A Void In Your Soul, Ready To Be Filled. You Feel It, Don't You? You Feel The Separation From The Beloved. Invite Him To Fill You Up, Embrace The Fire.

There Is A Window From One Heart To Another Heart.