Its better to lose your ego to the One you Love than to lose the One you Love to your Ego
Already with thee! tender is the night. . . But here there is no light. . .
My imagination is a monastery and I am its monk.
There is nothing stable in the world; uproar's your only music.
I don't need the stars in the night I found my treasure All I need is you by my side so shine forever
... Who alive can say 'Thou art no Poet - mayst not tell thy dreams'? Since every man whose soul is not a clod Hath visions, and would speak, if he had loved, And been well nurtured in his mother tongue.