The Here-and-now Mountain Is A

Your Earthly Lover Can Be Charming And Coquettish But Never Very Faithful. The True Lover Is The One Who On Your Final Day Opens A Thousand Doors.

Love Is A Mirror. In It You See Nothing Except Your Reflection. You See Nothing Except Your Real Face.

Everyone Turns Toward Someone. Look For One Scarred By The King's Polo Stick.

Open Your Hands If You Want To Be Held.

Why Should I Be Unhappy? Each Parcel Of My Being Is In Full Bloom.