Our Life Is Woven Wind.

I Resemble The Poplar,--that Tree Which, Even When Old, Still Looks Young.

The Talkative Man Speaks From His Mouth, The Eloquent Man Speaks From His Heart.

Children Need Models Rather Than Critics.

We Must Respect The Past, And Mistrust The Present, If We Wish To Provide For The Safety Of The Future.

Attention Is Like A Narrow Mouthed Vessel; Pour Into It What You Have To Say Cautiously, And, As It Were, Drop By Drop.