In the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures. For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.

Do not fear the thorns in your path, for they draw only corrupt blood.

The giving and receiving of pleasure is a need and an ecstasy.

Lovers embrace that which is between them rather than each other.

Your hearts know in silence the secrets of the days and the nights.

I want every image to be the beginning of an unseen image.

life unfolds itself in mysteries ways.