Often times I have hated in self-defense; if I were stronger I would not have used such a weapon.

Your fear of death is but the trembling of the shepherd when he stands before the king whose hand is to be laid upon him in honour.

It was in my heart to help a little because I was helped much.

I had a second birth when my soul and my body loved one another and were married.

You are persecuted and despised. It were better that a person should be the oppressed than that he should be the oppressor; and fitter that he should be a victim to the frailty of human instincts than that he should be powerful and crush the flowers of life and disfigure the beauties of feeling with his desire.

My Soul gave me good counsel, teaching me to love what the people abhor and to show good will toward the one they hate. It showed me that Love is a property not of the lover but of the beloved. Before my Soul taught me, Love was for me a delicate thread stretched between two adjacent pegs, but now it has been transformed into a halo; its first is its last, and its last is its first. It encompasses every being, slowly expanding to embrace all that ever will be.

Have you not heard of the man who was digging in the earth for roots and found a treasure?