You ask me why I came here, I will tell you. I came to live out loud.

What is to give light must endure burning.

Sometimes - there's God - so quickly!

He who learns must suffer. And even in our sleep pain that cannot forget falls drop by drop upon the heart, and in our despair, against our own will, comes wisdom to us by the awful grace of God.

And he that breaks a thing to find out what it is has left the path of wisdom.

Silence builds a fence for wisdom.

A vain woman is never shocked when she gets old. She sees each wrinke coming twenty years before its time.