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Our Virtues Are Made By Love, And Our Sins Are Caused By The Lack Of It.

Every Passion, Every Emotion, Has Its Effect Upon The Mind. Every Change Of Mind, However Slight, Has Its Effect Upon The Body.

The Lover's Pleasure Is In The Pleasure Of The Beloved. The Lover Is Satisfied When The Beloved Is Fed. The Lover Is Vain When The Beloved Is Adorned.

I Played The Vina Until My Heart Turned Into The Same Instrument. Then I Offered This Instrument To The Divine Musician, The Only Muscian Existing. Since Then I Have Become His Flute, And When He Chooses He Plays His Music. The People Give Me Credit For This Music Which, In Reality, Is Not Due To Me, But To The Musician Who Plays His Own Instrument.

To Make A Friend, Forgiveness Is Required Which Burns Up All Things, Leaving Only Beauty; But To Destroy Friendship Is Easy.