Verily the lust for comfort murders the passion of the soul, and then walks grinning in the funeral.

I purified my lips with sacred fire that I might speak of love, but when I opened my mouth to speak, I found myself mute.

He who is more mindful of one, loses the love and the faith of both.

you can muffle the drum, and you can loosen the strings of the lyre, but who shall command the skylark not to sing?

The soul is an embryo in the body of Man, and the day of death is the Day of awakening, for it is the Great era of labour and the rich Hour of creation.

In the mouth of Society are many diseased teeth, decayed to the bones of the jaws. But Society makes no effort to have them extracted and be rid of the affliction. It contents itself with gold fillings.

A man's true wealth is the good he does in the world.