The love of a parent for a child is the love that should grow towards separation.

The best love come from the heart, not from the mouth.

Beauty is that which attracts your soul, and that which loves to give and not to receive.

When you see a man led to prison say in your heart, "Mayhap he is escaping from a narrower prison." And when you see a man drunken say in your heart, "Mayhap he sought escape from something still more unbeautiful.

That which seems most feeble and bewildered in you is the strongest and most determined. Is it not your breath that has erected and hardened the structure of your bones?

The tears that you spill, the sorrowful, are sweeter than the laughter of snobs and the guffaws of scoffers.

Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars.