“A mountain in labour shouted so loud that everyone, summoned by the noise, ran up expecting that she would be delivered of a city bigger than Paris; she brought forth a mouse.”

Silent people are dangerous; others are not so.

Better to suffer than to die.

To hell with pleasure that’s haunted by fear.

Patience and longevity Are worth more than force and rage.

An author spoils everything when he wants too much to do good.

To win a race, the swiftness of a dart Availeth not without a timely start.

I bend, but I do not break.

Every one turns his dreams into realities as far as he can; man is cold as ice to the truth, hot as fire to falsehood.

How wealthy the gods would be if we remembered the promises we made when we were in danger.

We believe easily what we fear of what we desire.

Love cries victory when the tears of a woman become the sole defence of her virtue.

In every trouble the little ones duck more easily.

Nothing weighs more than a secret.

One often has need of one inferior to himself.

Men of all ages have the same inclinations, over which reason exercises no control. Thus, wherever men are found, there are follies, ay, and the same follies.

Man is ice to truth and fire to falsehood.

I have a lot of faults. I often interrupt in meetings. I talk too loud. I talk too fast.

Silence is a loud language – weapon of the wise, solace of the tired hearts.

Exist so loud that even if you die tonight, your deeds illuminate like stars.

I have friends come over and we read plays out loud and I make paintings and I just do things all the time just so I don’t ever feel like I’m sitting around.

The quiet hearts speaks the loudest prayer, hoping someone would hear.

Whenever you notice your thoughts detour into attack mode, say out loud or to yourself: Happiness is a choice I make.

I am an artist. I am here to live out loud.

If the deaf are to hear the sound has to be very loud.