How surely a knowledge of the world hardens the heart!

These flowers, which were splendid and sprightly, waking in the dawn of the morning, in the evening will be a pitiful frivolity, sleeping in the cold night's arms.

A friar who asks alms for God's sake begs for two.

At the point when affection is not frenzy, it is not adore.

A good action is never lost; it is a treasure laid up and guarded for the doer's need.

No windows give a better view than those a man brings with him in his head, not asking for tickets of admission, since at all functions, festivals, or feasts he looks out with the same nice self-composure.

In this treacherous world Nothing is the truth nor a lie. Everything depends on the color Of the crystal through which one sees it