Earnestness is the salt of eloquence.
The flesh is the upper surface of the unknown.
Friend is sometimes a word devoid of meaning; enemy, never.
Love is the only future God offers.
With a tiny bit of effort, the nettle would be useful; if you neglect it, it becomes a pest. So then we kill it. How many men are like nettles My friends, there is no such thing as a weed and no such thing as a bad man. There are only bad cultivators.
Be as a bird perched on a frail branch that she feels bending beneath her, still she sings away all the same, knowing she has wings.