You who feel no pain at the suffering of others It is not fitting for you to be called human.
Roam abroad in the world, and take thy fill of its enjoyments before the day shall come when thou must quit it for good.
Whatever makes an impression on the heart seems lovely in the eye.
Where the hand of tyranny is long we do not see the lips of men open with laughter.
I fear God and next to God I mostly fear them that fear him not.
No one ever sowed the grain of generosity who gathered not up the harvest of the desire of his heart.