Land of the rising sun

We are born of love; Love is our mother.

Don&#39;t be surprised at Fortune&#39;s turns and twists: That wheel has spun a thousand yarns before.

I fear God and next to God I mostly fear them that fear him not.

A little and a little, collected together, becomes a great deal; the heap in the barn consists of single grains, and drop and drop make the inundation.

If you find the mirror of the heart dull, the rust has not been cleared from its face.

Ever since happiness heard your name, it has been running through the streets trying to find you.

Even after all this time, the sun never says to the earth, &#39;You owe me.&#39; Look what happens with a love like that. It lights the whole sky.

That which is false troubles the heart, but truth brings joyous tranquillity.

Woman is a ray of God. She is not that earthly beloved: she is creative, not created.