Fill up the goblet and reach to me some!

Men often make up in wrath what they want in reason.

In the rest of Nirvana all sorrows surcease: Only Buddha can guide to that city of Peace Whose inhabitants have the eternal release.

Most men give advice by the bucket, but take it by the grain.

When man seized the loadstone of science, the loadstar of superstition vanished in the clouds.

To appreciate and use correctly a valuable maxim requires a genius, a vital appropriating exercise of mind, closely allied to that which first created it.

God's mills grind slow, But they grind woe.