What is love? two souls and one flesh; friendship? two bodies and one soul.

Love is a friendship set to music.

those who ask for what are those people who cares for you and are those who needs to be trusted.

Solitude vivifies; isolation kills.

We call that person who has lost his father, an orphan; and a widower that man who has lost his wife. But that man who has known the immense unhappiness of losing a friend, by what name do we call him? Here every language is silent and holds its peace in impotence.

Poetry is the exquisite expression of exquisite expressions.