When confronted with two alternatives, life and death, one is to choose death without hesitation.

There is nothing we should be quite so grateful for as the last line of the poem that goes, 'When your own heart asks.

Everyone lets the present moment slip by, then looks for it as though he thought it were somewhere else.

In the eyes of mercy, no one should have hateful thoughts. Feel pity for the man who is even more at fault. The area and size of mercy is limitless.

The heart of a virtuous person has settled down and he does not rush about at things. A person of little merit is not at peace but walks about making trouble and is in conflict with all.

Singlemindedness is all-powerful.

By bringing shame to a person, how could one expect to make him a better man?