The Wind Is Blowing. Adore The Wind.

Animals Share With Us The Privilege Of Having A Soul.

Wind Indeed Increases Fire, But Custom Love.

When The Wise Man Opens His Mouth, The Beauties Of His Soul Present Themselves To The View, Like The Statues In A Temple.

The Earth Affords A Lavish Supply Of Richess Of Innocent Foods, And Offers You Banquets That Involve No Bloodshed Or Slaughter; Only Beasts Satisfy Their Hunger With Flesh, And Not Even All Of Those, Because Horses, Cattle, And Sheep Live On Grass.

Anger Begins In Folly, And Ends In Repentance.