It's not that we have a short time to live, but that we waste a lot of it.

If thou wishest to get rid of thy evil propensities, thou must keep far from evil companions.

It is sweet to mingle tears with tears; Griefs, where they wound in solitude, Wound more deeply.

I am like a book, with pages that have stuck together for want of use: my mind needs unpacking and the truths stored within must be turned over from time to time, to be ready when occasion demands.

The road by precepts is tedious, by example, short and efficacious.

He is not guilty who is not guilty of his own free will.

Light cares speak, great ones are speechless. -Curae leves loquuntur ingentes stupent