Perfumes Are The Feelings Of Flowers.

The Sea Appears All Golden. Beneath The Sun-lit Sky.

Whenever Books Are Burned, Men Also In The End Are Burned.

The Fountain Of Love Is The Rose And The Lily, The Sun And The Dove.

The Fundamental Evil Of The World Arose From The Fact That The Good Lord Has Not Created Money Enough.

Ask Me Not What I Have, But What I Am.