Happy the land where the writers are sad, the merchants satisfied, the rich melancholic, and the populace content.
Exile: A tomb in which you can get mail.
A religious life is a struggle and not a hymn.
Life resembles Gobelin tapestry; you do not see the canvass on the right side; but when you turn it, the threads are visible.
Love is admiring with the heart. And admiring is loving with the mind.
Who understands much, forgives much.