“Take rest; a field that has rested gives a beautiful crop.”

I flee who chases me and chase who flees me.

Bear and endure: This sorrow will one day prove to be for your good.

It’s right to learn, even from the enemy.

Love is a thing that is full of cares and fears.

Let others praise ancient times; I am glad I was born in these.

Every lover is a soldier.

Love and dignity cannot share the same abode.

Give way to your opponent; thus will you gain the crown of victory.

Either do not attempt at all or go through with it.

My vengeance is my guilt.

Endure and persist; this pain will turn to good by and by.

Fair peace becomes men; ferocious anger belongs to beasts.

The lamp burns bright when wick and oil are clean.

Tears at times have the weight of speech.

There are a thousand forms of evil; there will be a thousand remedies.

Beauty is a fragile gift.

If you sing of beauty though alone in the heart of the desert you will have an audience.

You can be gorgeous at thirty, charmimg at forty, and irresistible for the rest of your life.

God would seem to indicate to us and not allow us to doubt that these beautiful poems are not human, or the work of man, but divine and the work of God; and that the poets are only the interpreters of the Gods.

The truth is a beautiful and terrible thing, and must therefore be treated with great caution.

Beauty begins the moment you decide to be yourself.

Do not let selfish men or greedy interests skin your country of its beauty, its riches or its romance.

Everyone smiles in the same language.

There are no bad pictures; that’s just how your face looks sometimes.