Perhaps a man may commit suicide in self-defense.

Your clothes conceal much of your beauty, yet they hide not the unbeautiful.

Conscience is a just but weak judge. Weakness leaves it powerless to execute its judgment.

Come with us to the field, or go with our brothers to the sea and cast your net. For the land and the sea shall be bountiful to you even as to us.

Love passes by us, robed in meekness; but we flee from her in fear, or hide in the darkness; or else pursue her, to do evil in her name.

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

If aught I have said is truth, that truth shall reveal itself in a clearer voice, and in words more kin to your thoughts.