The heart's affections are divided like the branches of the cedar tree; if the tree loses one strong branch; it will suffer but it does not die; it will pour all its vitality into the next branch so that it will grow and fill the empty place.

An eye for an eye, and the whole world would be blind.

The optimist sees the rose and not its thorns; the pessimist stares at the thorns, oblivious to the rose.

As the strings of a lute are apart though they quiver the same music.

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.

Believing is a fine thing, but placing those beliefs into execution is a test of strength. Many are those who talk like the roar of the sea, gut their lives are shallow and stagnant, like the rotting marshes. Many are those who lift their heads above the mountain tops, but their spirits remain dormant in the obscurity of the caverns.

Marriage is like a temple resting on two pillars. If they come too close to each other the temple will collapse.