Love is the gentle smile upon the lips of beauty.
Perhaps a man may commit suicide in self-defense.
Most people who ask for advice from others have already resolved to act as it pleases them.
Love is trembling happiness.
My yearning is my cup, my burning thirst is my drink, and my solitude is my intoxication; I do not and shall not quench my thirst. But in this burning that is never extinguished is a joy that never wanes.
Time has been transformed, and we have changed; it has advanced and set us in motion; it has unveiled its face, inspiring us with bewilderment and exhilaration.