And ever has it been known that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.

Advance, and never halt, for advancing is perfection. Advance and do not fear the thorns in the path, for they draw only corrupt blood.

To judge you by your failures is to cast blame upon the seasons for their inconstancy.

Your thought describes laws, courts, judges, punishments. Mine explains that when man makes a law, he either violates it or obeys it. If there is a basic law, we are all one before it. He who disdains the mean is himself mean. He who vaunts his scorn of the sinful vaunts his disdain of all humanity.

The philosopher's soul dwells in his head, the poet's soul is in his heart; the singer's soul lingers about his throat, but the soul of the dancer abides in all her body.

When I planted my pain in the field of patience it bore fruit of happiness.

For truth and the spirit will abide with the morrow.