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.

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

For man's greatest crime is to have been born.

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

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

The dower of great beauty has always been misfortune, since happiness and beauty do not agree together.

Even in dreams doing good is not wasted.