The Life Of A Devotee Is A

Life Is A Sleep, Love Is A Dream; And You Have Lived If You Have Loved.

Know That There Is Often Hidden In Us A Dormant Poet, Always Young And Alive.

The Soft Contralto Notes Of A Woman's Voice Are Born In The Immediate Region Of The Heart.

The Life Of A Devotee Is A Crusade Of Which The Heart Is The Holy Land.

The Only True Language In The World Is A Kiss.