If one finds oneself with bread in both hands, that person should exchange one loaf for some flowers of the narcissus, because the loaf feeds the body, but the flowers feed the soul.
Sleep is the sister of death and the dwellers of heaven will not sleep
O God! I ask You for the means to do good, to avoid evil and to love the poor.
Pay the laborer his wages before his sweat dries.
Where one is present, God is the second, and where there are two, God is the third.
The ink of the scholar is more sacred than the blood of the martyr.