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A Child Who Does Not Think About What Happens Around Him And Is Content With Living Without Wondering Whether He Lives Honestly Is Like A Man Who Lives From A Scoundrel's Work And Is On The Road To Being A Scoundrel.

To Beautify Life Is To Give It An Object.

My Poems Are Like A Dagger Sprouting Flowers From The Hilt; My Poetry Is Like A Fountain Sprinkling Streams Of Coral Water.

It Is The Duty Of Man To Raise Up Man.

But When Women Are Moved And Lend Help, When Women, Who Are By Nature Calm And Controlled, Give Encouragement And Applause, When Virtuous And Knowledgeable Women Grace The Endeavor With Their Sweet Love, Then It Is Invincible.