Even though you tie a hundred knots, the string remains one.
The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you.
Why are you so enchanted by this world, when a mine of gold lies within you?
You've come to know the fortunate and the inauspicious stars, but you don't know whether you yourself are fortunate or lucky.
Have you ever gotten breathless before from a beautiful face, for i see you there, my dear.
The meaning of poetry has no sureness of direction; is like the sling, it is not under control.