I'm lost in the middle of my birthday. I want my friends, their touch, with the earth's last love. I will take life's final offering, I will take the last human blessing.

Every home is a university and the parents are the teachers.

The better part of one's life consists of his friendships

We must make our homes centers of compassion and forgive endlessly.

I am slow to listen to criminations among friends, and never espouse their quarrels on either side. My sincere wish is that both sides will allow bygones to be bygones.

Love begins by taking care of the closest ones - the ones at home.