When love beckons to you, follow him, Though his ways are hard and steep. And when his wings enfold you yield to him, Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.

Coming generations will learn equality from poverty, and love from woes.

Hallow the body as a temple to comeliness and sanctify the heart as a sacrifice to love love recompenses the adorers.

The most pitiful among men is he who turns his dreams into silver and gold.

In the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures. For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.