“If you wish to avoid seeing a fool, you must first break your mirror”

Debts and lies are generally mixed together.

Early rising is no pleasure; early drinking’s just the measure.

When my soul leaves this human dwelling, I will not consider myself to have completely died, but to pass from one state to another, given that, in you and by you, I remain in my visible image in this world.

Because just as arms have no force outside if there is no counsel within a house, study is vain and counsel useless that is not put to virtuous effect when the time calls.

The dress does not make the monk.

Nature abhors a vacuum.

I urge you to spend your youth profitably in study and virtue…. In brief, let me see in you an abyss of knowledge.

Hungry bellies have no ears.

But where are the snows of last year? That was the greatest concern of Villon, the Parisian poet.

When I drink, I think; and when I think, I drink.

You have no obligation under the sun other than to discover your real needs, to fulfill them, and to rejoice in doing so.

The appetite grows with eating.

I’ve often heard it said, as the common proverb goes, that a fool can teach a wise man well.

There are more old drunkards than old physicians.

No noble man ever hated good wine.

The Devil was sick – the Devil a monk would be, The Devil was well the devil a monk was he.

Between thinking and seeing, there is a place called knowing.

The word is a force you cannot see, but you can see the manifestation of that force, the expression of the word, which is your own life.

When we believe in lies, we cannot see the truth, so we make thousands of assumptions and we take them as truth. One of the biggest assumptions we make is that the lies we believe are the truth!

I’m holding happiness as though it never left it was always below my skin. Waiting to be seen waiting for the opportunity to breathe again.

Lord, guide me to always see your face when I look in the mirror and not my own vanity.

I can truly see myself in that light, the green iris of my eye like a jungle, full of life. And when snow covers the green, and my skin looses its color I crave that wilderness in my eye.

The things we see every day are the things we never see at all.

There are those who say that seeing is believing. I am telling you that believing is seeing.