Charity is the only lubricant that keeps the axle of the world creaking.

Sorrow may be a good thing for a woman's heart, but it is a poor cosmetic for her face.

Autumn is a hint from God to Old Age.

Knowledge is flour, but wisdom is bread.

Sorrow, like rain makes roses and mud.

Those who listen to lies lose the ability to hear the truth.

Reason clears and plants the wilderness of the imagination to harvest the wheat of art.