Love blinds us to faults, hatred to virtues.
A book is a most delightful companion. It gives, and does not take.
Beware the man who has two faces and two hearts.
Who ignores the time walks in darkness, and who explores it is illumined by a great light.
The man who persists in knocking will succeed in entering.
I went out into the garden in the morning dusk, When sorrow enveloped me like a cloud; And the breeze brought to my nostril the odor of spices, As balm of healing for a sick soul.