Love Has The Power That Dispels Death;

Seek Not The Depths Of Your Knowledge With Staff Or Sounding Line. For Self Is A Sea Boundless And Measureless.

If You Sing Of Beauty Though Alone In The Heart Of The Desert You Will Have An Audience.

Of The Good In You I Can Speak, But Not Of The Evil. For What Is Evil But Good Tortured By Its Own Hunger And Thirst? Verily When Good Is Hungry It Seeks Food Even In Dark Caves, And When It Thirsts It Drinks Even Of Dead Waters.

Every Man Loves Two Women;the One Is The Creation Of His Imagination And The Other Is Not Yet Born

Love Is A Gracious Host To His Guests Though To The Unbidden His House Is A Mirage And A Mockery.