ذكرياتها القديمة هي كل ما بقي لها الآن, أما ما تبقى فقد تبدد كالسحاب

“In scattering the seed, scattering your 'charity,' your kind deeds, you are giv…”

“For, after all, you do grow up, you do outgrow your ideals, which turn to dust …”

“‎Honoured sir, poverty is not a vice, that's a true saying. Yet I know too that…”

“Duhet te qendrojne larg njeri-tjetri si fatkeqet ashtu dhe te varferit, keshtu …”