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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.

Our Death Is Our Wedding With Eternity.

Since Love Has Made Ruins Of My Heart The Sun Must Come And Illumine Them. Such Generosity Has Broken Me With Shame.

Last Night My Teacher Taught Me The Lesson Of Poverty: Having Nothing And Wanting Nothing.

That Which Is False Troubles The Heart, But Truth Brings Joyous Tranquility.