Wisdom ceases to be wisdom when it becomes too proud to weep, too grave to laugh, and too selfish to seek other than itself.
Darkness is dawn not yet born.
The best of man is he who blushes when you praise him and remains silent when you defame him.
God listens not to your words save when He Himself utters them through your lips.
A root is a flower that disdains fame.
My friend, I am not what I seem. Seeming is but a garment I wear — a care-woven garment that protects me from thy questionings and thee from my negligence. The "I" in me, my friend, dwells in the house of silence, and therein it shall remain for ever more, unperceived, unapproachable.