Beauty is simply reality seen with the eyes of love

for we women are not only the deities of the household fire, but the flame of the soul itself.

I have observed, on board a steamer, how men and women easily give way to their instinct for flirtation, because water has the power of washing away our sense of responsibility, and those who on land resemble the oak in their firmness behave like floating seaweed when on the sea.

Death's stamp gives value to the coin of life; making it possible to buy with life what is truly precious.

Discipline divorced from wisdom is not true discipline, but merely the meaningless following of custom, which is only a disguise for stupidity.

Not hammer-strokes, but dance of the water, sings the pebbles into perfection.

The Taj Mahal rises above the banks of the river like a solitary tear suspended on the cheek of time.