Joseph lost his son and Christ. (Joseph a perdu - Son fils et Jésus.)

The water shines only by the sun. And it is you who are my sun.

Rain on your body burned my heart. (Pluie sur ton corps - Brûla mon coeur.)

For him, she bends over backwards. It is origami of the heart. (Pour lui, elle se plie en quatre. - C'est l'origami du cœur)

The king who has the broad bean does not have one whole wafer. (Le roi qui a la fève - N'a la galette entière.)

Love is tears of joy, this is the baptism of fingers. (L'amour, c'est larme de joie, - C'est le baptême des doigts)

We have a thousand possible, but only one is the target. (Nous avons mille possibles, - Mais un seul est la cible)

The regrets are like yesterday: they announce only the future. (Les regrets sont comme hier: - Ils n'annoncent que le futur)

The memory of the dead is indeed a good remorse. (Le souvenir des morts - Est bien un bon remords)

Even Jesus, three days, died. Who is strong doesn't make the strong. (Même Jésus, trois jours, est mort. Qui est fort ne fait le fort)

Mystery of love is like digging water: everything closes. (Mystère de l'amour est comme - Creuser l'eau : tout se referme)

[Marriage] promote[s] the moral order of the world - Edith Wharton "The Eyes

Don’t allow anyone to pollute your mind with negative thoughts and negative words.

I am gone tomorrow. And there and gone again by the time you read this.

The tools that would teach men their own use would be beyond price.

Perhaps only when human effort had done it's best and failed, would God's power alone be free to work.

A book full of brilliance imparts some of it even to its opponents.

All health and success does me good, however far off and withdrawn it may appear; all disease and failure helps to make me sad anddoes me evil, however much sympathy it may have with me or I with it.

My favourite painting is often the one or the collection that I am currently working on. This is probably due to the fact that I don't yet know where it will take me.

When firmness is sufficient, rashness is unnecessary.

I loved Ghana Must Go by Taiye Selasi. Its about a first-generation African family living in America that has to return home to Nigeria when their estranged father passes away.