Money Is Like Love; It

The Snow And The Storm Destroy The Flower; But Its Seed They Cannot Kill.

Sayings Remain Meaningless Until They Are Embodied In Habits.

A Fox Looked At His Shadow At Sunrise And Said, “i Will Have A Camel For Lunch Today.” And All Morning He Went About Looking For Camels. But At Noon He Saw His Shadow Again-and He Said, “a Mouse Will Do.

Love Prides Itself Not Only In The One Who Loves, But Also In The Beloved.

The Soul Is An Embryo In The Body Of Man, And The Day Of Death Is The Day Of Awakening, For It Is The Great Era Of Labour And The Rich Hour Of Creation.