Blessed are the peacemakers, For they have freed themselves from sinful wrath.
O foolish anxiety of wretched man, how inconclusive are the arguments which make thee beat thy wings below!
If you give people light, they will find their own way.
Reason flies When following the senses, on clipped wings.
He who know most grieves most for wasted time.
Pride, envy, avarice - these are the sparks have set on fire the hearts of all men.