And to love one alone, and that one truly, is to expand and respond to all the beauty of life. The real lover laughs at him who says, "I have loved, but my beloved failed me and therefore I love no more." The real lover, like Aladdin, has his magic lamp, and he creates his vision of beauty. The real lover cries like Majnun, "To see the beloved you must have my eyes." He says, "O you who blame, you who despair, and you who hate, you cannot see."