"This is Love: to fly heavenward, to rend every instant, a hundred veils. The first moment, to renounce life; the last step, to fare without feet. To regard this world as invisible, not to see what appears to one's self. "O heart," I said, "may it bless thee to have entered the circle of lovers, to look beyond the range of the eye, to penetrate the windings of the bosom!" Talat Sait Halman, "Love is all" (Tr. R.A.Nicholson).