The follies of the wise man are known to himself, but hidden from the world.
One that does not think to highly of himself is more than he thinks.
A world without love would be no world.
A man's name is not like a mantle which merely hangs about him...but a perfectly fitting garment, which, like the skin, has grown over him, at which one cannot rake and scrape without injuring the man himself.
There is nothing so terrible as activity without insight.
Everywhere, we learn only from those whom we love.