Formerly, people used to grieve over the departed, but in our days they grieve over the survivors.

The roots of the aged palm tree exceed those of the young one; the old have a greater attachment to the world.

Seek for the truth from the heart which is empty of thought.

The rosary in the hand, repentance on the lips, and the heart full of sinful longings-sin itself laughs at our repentance!

The weeping of the candle is not in mourning for the moth: the dawn is at hand, and it is thinking of its own dark night.

If I am mad, then who on the face of the earth is sane? If you are sane, then there is no madman in the world.

When poison becomes a habit, it ceases to injure: make your soul gradually acquainted with death.