Great Necessity Elevates Man, Petty Necessity Casts

Men Are Much More Apt To Agree In What They Do Than In What They Think.

Come My Little One, And Give Me Your Hand.

Sometimes Our Fate Resembles A Fruit Tree In Winter. Who Would Think That Those Branches Would Turn Green Again And Blossom, But We Hope It, We Know It.

Every Spoken Word Arouses Our Self-will.

He Who Does Not See The Whole World In His Friends, Does Not Deserve That The World Should Hear Of Him.