Religion Is The Fruit Of

He Who Hunts For Flowers Will Finds Flowers; And He Who Loves Weeds Will Find Weeds.

God Sends Experience To Paint Men's Portraits.

A Man Who Cannot Get Angry Is Like A Stream That Cannot Overflow, That Is Always Turbid. Sometimes Indignation Is As Good As A Thunderstorm In Summer, Clearing And Cooling The Air.

A Man Is A Great Bundle Of Tools. He Is Born Into This Life Without The Knowledge Of How To Use Them. Education Is The Process Of Learning Their Use.

Memory Can Glean, But Can Never Renew. It Brings Us Joys Faint As Is The Perfume Of The Flowers, Faded And Dried, Of The Summer That Is Gone.