Let your best be for your friend.
There are those who give and know not pain in giving, nor do they seek joy, nor give with mindfulness of virtue; They give as in yonder valley the myrtle breathes its fragrance into space.
Love is the only flower that grows and blossoms without the aid of the seasons
Forgetfulness is a form of freedom.
For life goes not backward, nor tarries with yesterday.
Life without love is like a tree without blossoms or fruit.