Life without liberty is like a body without spirit.

Life without love is like a tree without blossoms or fruit.

Rebellion without truth is like spring in a bleak, arid desert.

Let there be no purpose in friendship save the deepening of the spirit.

Hallow the body as a temple to comeliness and sanctify the heart as a sacrifice to love; love recompenses the adorers.

When life life does not find a singer to sing her heat, she produces a philosopher to speak her mind.