I wonder if anyone can ever succeed in making their children content.

Sometimes I believe that God wants to try me, both now and later on; I must become good through my own efforts, without examples and without good advice.

Where there's hope, there's life. It fills us with fresh courage and makes us strong again.

Who knows, perhaps he doesn't care about me at all and look at the others in just the same way.

Riches, power and fame last only for a few years! Why do people cling so desperately to these transitory things? Why can't people who have more than they need for themselves give that surplus to their fellow citizens? Why should some people have such a hard time during their few years on this earth?

In the long run, the sharpest weapon of all is a kind and gentle spirit.

Let's not talk about it any more, but if you still want anything please write to me about it, because I can say what I mean much better on paper.