A man sees in the world what he carries in his heart.

He who enjoys doing and enjoys what he has done is happy.

Hatred is a heavy burden. It sinks the heart deep in the breast, and lies like a tombstone on all joys.

Over all the mountain tops is peace.

Thank God when He lays a burden on thee, and thank Him when He takes it off.

Wind is the loving Wooer of waters; Wind blends together Billows all-foaming. Spirit of man, Thou art like unto water! Fortune of man, Thou art like unto wind!

Blood is a very special juice.