Our worst fault is our preoccupation with the faults of others.

Remembrance is a form of meeting.

Zeal is a volcano, the peak of which the grass of indecisiveness does not grow.

A shy failure is nobler than an immodest success.

If it's a despot you would dethrone, see first that his throne erected within you is destroyed.

He who wears his morality but as his best garment were better naked. The wind and the sun will tear no holes in his skin.

Your joy is your sorrow unmasked. And the same well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears. And how else can it be? The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain. Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter's oven? And is not the lute that soothes your spirit, the very wood that was hollowed with knives?