He loves but little who can say and count in words, how much he loves.

It may be that a more subtle person would find for this thing a reason of greater subtlety: but such is the reason that I find, and that liketh me best.

The more perfect a thing is, the more susceptible to good and bad treatment it is.

Be like a solid tower whose brave height remains unmoved by all the winds that blow; the man who lets his thoughts be turned aside by one thing or another, will lose sight of his true goal, his mind sapped of its strength.

He who awaits the call, but sees the need, Already sets his spirit to refuse it.

What shall one do with the verse, if he knows not That?

The glory of Him who moves everything penetrates through the universe, and is resplendent in one part more and in another less.