What is more insane than to vent on senseless things the anger that is felt towards men?

It is not the man who has little, but he who desires more, that is poor.

The man who while he gives thinks of what he will get in return, deserves to be deceived.

It is another's fault if he be ungrateful, but it is mine if I do not give. To find one thankful man, I will oblige a great many that are not so.

We should have a bond of sympathy for all sentient beings, knowing that only the depraved and base take pleasure in the sight of blood and suffering.

The world itself is too small for the covetous.

Death is the wish of some, the relief of many, and the end of all.