Patience is the most beautiful prayer.

At some thoughts one stands perplexed, especially at the sight of men's sin, and wonders whether one should use force or humble love. Always decide to use humble love.

And, out of kindness, lower to them the wing of humility, and say: "My Lord! bestow on them thy Mercy even as they cherished me in childhood."

The pleasures of friendship, of unreserved conversation, of similarity of taste and opinions will make good amends for orange wine.

A hundred men may make an encampment, but it takes a woman to make a home.

If we deny love that is given to us, if we refuse to give love because we fear pain or loss, then our lives will be empty, our loss greater.