For the memory of love is sweet,
Though the love itself were in vain.
And what I have lost of pleasure,
Assure what I find of pain.

The meeting of two personalities is like,
The contact of two chemical substances.
If there is any reaction, both are transformed.

Accept the things to which fate binds you,
And love the people with whom fate,
Brings you together but do so with all your heart.

I miss you like the flower misses the sun.
Like the sun misses the flower in the depths of winter.
Instead of beauty to direct its light to the heart,
It hardens like the frozen world your absence has banished me to.