Sects Differ More In Name Than Tenets.

Love Is Like Some Fresh Spring, First A Stream And Then A River, Changing Its Aspect And Its Nature As It Flows To Plunge Itself In Some Boundless Ocean, Where Restricted Natures Only Find Monotony, But Where Great Souls Are Engulfed In Endless Contemplation.

Six Weeks With A Fever Is An Eternity.

Memories Beautify Life, But The Capacity To Forget Makes It Bearable.

Thought Is The Only Treasure That God Sets Outside All Power And Keeps To Serve As A Secret Link Among The Unhappy.

A Jealous Husband Doesnt Doubt His Wife, But Himself.