In Silence There Is Eloquence.

Dancing Is When You Rise Above Both Worlds, Tearing Your Heart To Pieces & Giving Up Your Soul

Your Earthly Lover Can Be Charming And Coquettish But Never Very Faithful. The True Lover Is The One Who On Your Final Day Opens A Thousand Doors.

Whoever Gives Reverence Receives Reverence.

At Every Instant And From Every Side, Resounds The Call Of Love: We Are Going To Sky, Who Wants To Come With Us? We Have Gone To Heaven, We Have Been The Friends Of The Angels, And Now We Will Go Back There, For There Is Our Country.

The Heart Has Its Own Language. The Heart Knows A Hundred Thousand Ways To Speak.