At ebb tide I wrote a line upon the sand, and gave it all my heart and all my soul. At flood tide I returned to read what I had inscribed and found my ignorance upon the shore.

My proof convinces the ignorant, and the wise man's proof convinces me. But he whose reasoning falls between wisdom and ignorance, I neither can convince him, nor can he convince me.

Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter’s oven?

He that tries to seize an opportunity after it has passed him by is like one who sees it approach but will not go to meet it.

When you are sorrowful, look again.

There are those who give little of the much which they have - and they give it for recognition and their hidden desire makes their gifts unwholesome.

Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself.