For the criminal who is weak and poor the narrow cell of death awaits; but honor and glory await the rich who conceal their crimes behind their gold and silver and inherited glory.

Coming generations will learn equality from poverty, and love from woes.

Rebellion without truth is like spring in a bleak, arid desert.

The feelings we live through in love and in loneliness are simply, for us, what high tide and low tide are to the sea.

The song of the voice is sweet, but the song of the heart is the pure voice of heaven.

It has been said that next to hunger and thirst, our most basic human need is for storytelling.

Your reason and your passion are your rudder and sails of your seafaring soul, if either your sails or your rudder be broken, you can but toss and drift, or else be held at a standstill in mid-seas. For reason, ruling alone, is a force confining; and passion, unattended, is a flame that burns to its own destruction.