“Are you ready to cut off your head and place your foot on it? If so, come; Love awaits you! Love is not grown in a garden, nor sold in the marketplace; whether you are a king or a servant, the price is your head, and nothing less. Yes, the cost of the elixir of love is your head! Do you hesitate? 0 miser, It is cheap at that price!” IfsLoveLove IsCuttingFeetReadyKingsCostGardenTrue LoveServantMarketplaceMisersElixir Author:Al-Ghazali
“Didn't love, like a plant from India, require a prepared soil, a particular temperature? Sighs in the moonlight, long embraces, tears flowing over hands yielded to a lover, all the fevers of the flesh and the languors of tenderness thus could not be separated from the balconies of great châteaux filled with idle amusements, a boudoir with silk blinds, a good thick carpet, full of pots of flowers, and a bed raised on a dais, nor from the sparkle of precious stones and shoulder knots on servants' livery.” LoveLongHandsTearsParticularFlowerLoversBedStonesIndiaFilledEmbracePlantPreparedRaisedFleshShouldersServantSoilPotThickTendernessIdleSighAmusementCarpetMoonlightTemperatureFeverSilkKnotsSparkleBalconiesPrecious StonesBoudoir Author:Gustave Flaubert