Some people spend the day in complaining of a headache, and the night in drinking the wine that gives it.

Whoever aspiring, struggles on, for him there is salvation.

How can one learn to know oneself? Never by introspection, rather by action.

Let us live in as small a circle as we will, we are either debtors or creditors before we have had time to look around.

The day is for mistake and error, sequence of time for success and carrying out. The one who anticipates is master of the day.

Art is long, life short, judgment difficult, opportunity transient. To act is easy, to think is hard; to act according to our thought is troublesome. Every beginning is cheerful: the threshold is the place of expectation.

Oh God, how do the world and heavens confine themselves, when our hearts tremble in their own barriers!