Other animals ran only when they had a reason, but the horse would run for no reason whatever, as if to run out of his own skin

Drunk with the joy of singing I forget myself and call thee friend who art my lord.

Those who are near me do not know that you are nearer to me than they are Those who speak to me do not know that my heart is full with your unspoken words Those who crowd in my path do not know that I am walking alone with you Those who love me do not know that their love brings you to my heart

And because I love this life, I know I shall love death as well.

It is no easy task to lead men. But it is easy enough to drive them.

For man is by nature an artist.

Set the bird's wings with gold and it will never again soar in thesky.