The nearest to my heart are a king without a kingdom and a poor man who does not know how to beg.
Love is the veil between lover and lover.
It was but yesterday I thought myself a fragment quivering without rhythm in the sphere of life. Now I know that I am the sphere, and all life in rhythmic fragments moves within me.
Faith is a knowledge within the heart, beyond the reach of proof.
Passionate love is a quenchless thirst.
If any of you would bring judgment the unfaithful wife, let him also weight the heart of her husband in scales, and measure his soul with measurements.