What Was Said To The Rose That

Swim Out Of Your Little Pond.

The Lover Is Ever Drunk With Love. He Is Mad. She Is Free. He Sings With Delight. She Dances In Ecstasy. Caught By Our Own Thoughts, We Worry About Everything. But Once We Get Drunk On That Love Whatever Will Be, Will Be.

A Woman Is A Mystery To Guide A Wise And Open Man.

There Are Thousands Of Wines That Can Take Over Our Minds. Don't Think All Ecstasies Are The Same!

As Long As An Angel Is Not Annihilated, It Is A Devil.