He who rides the sea of the Nile must have sails woven of patience.

He who rides the sea of the Nile must have sails woven of patience.

He who studies medicine without books sails an uncharted sea, but he who studies medicine without patients does not go to sea at all.

I must have been an unsatisfactory child for grownups to deal with. I remember how incomprehensible they appeared to me at first, but not, of course, how I appeared to them.

I have woven a parachute out of everything broken.

The journey of life is like a man riding a bicycle. We know he got on the bicycle and started to move. We know that at some point he will stop and get off. We know that if he stops moving and does not get off he will fall off.