When Soul Rises Into Lips You Feel

Prayer Clears The Mist And Brings Back Peace To The Soul . . .

Is Your Face A Beautiful Blossom Or A Sweet Torture? I Have No Complaints But My Heart Is Tempted To Let You Hear Of Its Sorrows.

Come, Seek, For Search Is The Foundation Of Fortune: Every Success Depends Upon Focusing The Heart.

They Say 'he Cannot Be Found'. Something That Cannot Be 'found' Is What I Desire.

No Sickness Worse Than Imagining Thyself To Be Perfect Can Afflict Thy Soul.