But for the cravings of the belly not a bird would have fallen into the snare; nay, nay, the fowler would not have spread his net. The belly is chains to the hands and fetters to the feet. He who is a slave to his belly seldom worships God.

Do good even to the wicked; it is as well to shut a dog's mouth with a crumb.

Every leaf of the tree becomes a page of the book, once the heart is opened and it has learnt to read.

That sorrow which is the harbinger of joy is preferable to the joy which is followed by sorrow.

When a man appreciates only eating and sleeping, what excellence has he over the reptiles?

A lovely face is the solace of wounded hearts and the key of locked-up gates.

So long as money can answer, it were wrong in any business to put the life in danger.