Death most resembles a prophet who is without honor in his own land or a poet who is a stranger among his people.

The most pitiful among men is he who turns his dreams into silver and gold.

Most people who ask for advice from others have already resolved to act as it pleases them.

I prefer to be a dreamer among the humblest, with visions to be realized, than lord among those without dreams and desires.

When love beckons to you, follow him, Though his ways are hard and steep. And when his wings enfold you yield to him, Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.

A prophet is without honor in his home because,due to proximity factor a prophet may not be able to forsee the danger about to befall his household,unless he engages the services of another prophet,for iron sharpens iron.