The Wise Man Does Not Grow Old,

I Was Dying When You Came.

Habit Is The Nursery Of Errors.

This First Glance Of A Soul Which Does Not Yet Know Itself Is Like Dawn In The Heavens; It Is The Awakening Of Something Radiant And Unknown.

One Can Resist The Invasion Of An Army But One Cannot Resist The Invasion Of Ideas.

Have Courage For The Great Sorrows Of Life And Patience For The Small Ones; And When You Have Laboriously Accomplished Your Daily Task, Go To Sleep In Peace.