Where There Is Ruin, There Is Hope

The Whole Business Of Love Is To Drown In The Sea.

Are You Searching For The River Of Your Soul? Then Come Out Of Your Prison. Leave The Stream And Join The River That Flows Into The Ocean.

You Have Mourned Over Others; Now Sit Down For A While And Weep Over Your Own Self.

My Head Is Bursting With The Joy Of The Unknown. My Heart Is Expanding A Thousand Fold.

The Intellectual Is Always Showing Off, The Lover Is Always Getting Lost. The Intellectual Runs Away. Afraid Of Drowning; The Whole Business Of Love Is To Drown In The Sea. Intellectuals Plan Their Repose; Lovers Are Ashamed To Rest. The Lover Is Always Alone. Even Surrounded By People; Like Water And Oil, He Remains Apart. The Man Who Goes To The Trouble Of Giving Advice To A Lover Get Nothing. He's Mocked By Passion. Love Is Like Musk. It Attracts Attention. Love Is A Tree, And The Lovers Are Its Shade.