In truth you owe naught to any man. You owe to all men.
Poverty is a veil that obscures the face of greatness. An appeal is a mask covering the face of tribulation.
For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one.
Forgetfulness is a form of freedom.
The "I" in me, my friend, dwells in the house of silence, and therein it shall remain for ever more, unperceived, unapproachable.
It is well to give when asked, but it is better to give unasked, through understanding; and to the open-handed the search for one who shall receive is joy greater than giving.