Kings stand more in need of the company of the intelligent than the intelligent do of the society of kings.

The rose and the thorn, and sorrow and gladness are linked together.

To tell a falsehood is like the cut of a saber: for though the wound may heal, the scar of it will remain.

Whenever you argue with another wiser than yourself in order that others may admire your wisdom, they will discover your ignorance.

Oh God, I say not hear my prayers! I say: Blot with forgiving pen my sins away!

Whoever recounts to you the faults of your neighbour will doubtless expose your defects to others.

Forgiveness is commendable, but apply not ointment to the wound of an oppressor.