Riches are not from abundance of worldly goods, but from a contented mind.
Pay the laborer his wages before his sweat dries.
Flowers feed the soul.
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.
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.