Blood binds men with a thread, but love binds them with a metal band.
The bonds of blood hold longer,
The bonds of love hold stronger.
Easier it is for the sun to hate its own light than for a mother to hate her own son.
When men are quarrelling about the land, God is standing among them and whispering: "I am the Proprietor!"
God may be either accompanying or pursuing you. It depends upon you.
A lake at the foot of a mountain is a mirror for the mountain; just so is the past a mirror for mankind.
A pine-tree looks towards heaven expecting with confidence rain, snow, or light. You can protect yourself from rain, snow and light, but there is no roof to protect you from death.
Our life is obscure, our death is obscure; God is the only light of both.