The Divine Spirit does not reside in any except the joyful heart

Every blade of grass has its angel that bends over it and whispers, 'Grow, grow.'

The day is short, the labor long, the workers are idle, and reward is great, and the Master is urgent

There is no pity for a man who moans about living in one town and does not move to another.

He who promises runs in debt

Do not attempt to confute a lion after he's dead