Love And Doubt Have Never Been On

I Learnt Silence From The Talkative

And Only The Sure Of Foot Can Give A Hand To Him Who Stumbles.

If You Are Poor, Shun Association With Him Who Measures Men With The Yardstick Of Riches.

Extreme Torture Is Mute, And So We Sat Silent, Petrified, Like Columns Of Marble Buried Under The Sand Of An Earthquake. Neither Wished To Listen To The Other Because Our Heart-threads Had Become Weak And Even Breathing Would Have Broken Them.

Half Of What I Say Is Meaningless; But I Say It So That The Other Half May Reach You.