And only the sure of foot can give a hand to him who stumbles.

Listen to the women when she looks at you, not when she talks to you.

Virtue tested: "Have I not survived hunger and thirst, suffering, and mockery for the sake of the truth which heaven has awakened in my heart?

If we were to all sit in a circle and confess our sins, we would laugh at each other for lack of originality.

The tears that you spill, the sorrowful, are sweeter than the laughter of snobs and the guffaws of scoffers.

And your fragrance shall be my breath, And together we shall rejoice through all the seasons.

Work is love made visable.