This Love has whispered secrets in your ear that don't make sense to anybody else. You know who You are. You are the shining star.
The heart has its own language. The heart knows a hundred thousand ways to speak.
Let yourself become living poetry.
Earth tries to work sorcery on us, saying Tomorrow, Tomorrow, but we outwit that spell by enjoying this now.
Ignorance is God's prison. Knowing is God's palace
Faith in the king comes easily in lovely times, but be faithful now and endure, pale lover.