What of the old serpent who cannot shed his skin, and calls all others naked and shameless?
Education sows not seeds in you, but makes your seeds grow.
Love is the only flower that grows and blossoms without the aid of the seasons
Advance, and never halt, for advancing is perfection. Advance and do not fear the thorns in the path, for they draw only corrupt blood.
As the strings of a lute are apart though they quiver the same music.
Tears have cleansed my eyes, and errors have taught me the language of the hearts.