Few cross the river of time and are able to reach non-being. Most of them run up and down only on this side of the river. But those who when they know the law follow the path of the law, they shall reach the other shore and go beyond the realm of death.

Who then is free? The one who wisely is lord of themselves, who neither poverty, death or captivity terrify, who is strong to resist his appetites and shun honors, and is complete in themselves smooth and round like a globe

There is nothing hard inside the olive; nothing hard outside the nut.

"Painters and poets," you say, "have always had an equal license in bold invention." We know; we claim the liberty for ourselves and in turn we give it to others.

It is not enough for poems to be fine; they must charm, and draw the mind of the listener at will.

He is praised by some, blamed by others.

While your client is watching for you at the front door, slip out at the back.