He who has not looked on Sorrow will never see Joy.

Let us disperse from our aloofness and serve the weak who made us strong, and cleanse the country in which we live. Let us teach this miserable nation to smile and rejoice with heaven's bounty and glory of life and freedom.

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

Oh heart, if one should say to you that the soul perishes like the body, answer that the flower withers, but the seed remains.

Forgetfulness is a form of freedom.

When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.

And let there be no purpose in friendship save the deepening of the spirit. For love that seeks aught but the disclosure of its own mystery is not love but a net cast forth: and only the unprofitable is caught.