Those who give you a serpent when you ask for a fish, may have nothing but serpents to give.
When love beckons to you, follow him, Though his ways are hard and steep. And when his wings enfold you yield to him, Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.
Rest in reason. Move in Passion.
Love possesses not nor will it be possessed, for love is sufficient unto love.
Love is the veil between lover and lover.
It is not the sap within the furrowed bark, nor a wing attached to a claw, But rather a garden forever in bloom and a flock of angels forever in flight.