If I Can Only Recount The Story

Everyone Has Been Made For Some Particular Work, And The Desire For That Work Has Been Put In Every Heart.

Let Go Of Your Mind And Then Be Mindful. Close Your Ears And Listen!

You've Come To Know The Fortunate And The Inauspicious Stars, But You Don't Know Whether You Yourself Are Fortunate Or Lucky.

To Live Without You Is To Be Robbed Of Love And What Is Life Without It? To Live Without You Is Death To Me, My Love But Some Call It Life.

In Silence There Is Eloquence. Stop Weaving And See How The Pattern Improves.