A man searching for paradise lost can seem a fool to those who never sought the other world.

Ends and beginnings there are no such things. There are only middles.

As a blind man has no idea of colors, so have we no idea of the manner by which the all-wise God perceives and understands all things.

The heart of the person before you is a mirror. See there your own form.

The same wind is blowing, and yet one of us may be cold and the other not.

When a man is perfect, he sees perfection in others. When he sees imperfection, it is his own mind projecting itself.