The mute grain turns to love songs when swallowed by the nightingale.

Faith is an oasis in the heart which will never be reached by the caravan of thinking.

Women opened the windows of my eyes and the doors of my spirit. Had it not been for the woman-mother, the woman-sister, and the woman-friend, I would have been sleeping among those who seek the tranquility of the world with their snoring.

Life is but a sleep disturbed by dreaming, prompted by the will; the saddened soul with sadness hides it's secrets, and the gay, with thrill.

Art is a step from what is obvious and well-known toward what is arcane and concealed.

For the criminal who is weak and poor the narrow cell of death awaits; but honor and glory await the rich who conceal their crimes behind their gold and silver and inherited glory.

Be patient, for it is from doubt that knowledge is born.