Hell Is Not In Torture; Hell Is

I Learnt Silence From The Talkative

Joy And Sorrow Are Inseparable. . . Together They Come And When One Sits Alone With You . . Remember That The Other Is Asleep Upon Your Bed.

It Is Slavery To Live In The Mind Unless It Has Become Part Of The Body

Your Friend Is Your Needs Answered.

If You Cannot But Weep When Your Soul Summons You To Prayer, She Should Spur You Again And Yet Again, Though Weeping, Until You Shall Come Laughing