We protect the meek and give our lives for honour. But that does not mean that we are generous... since generosity will cost us our lives.
One who cannot cast away a treasure at need is in fetters.
He is as poor, as one might imagine an itinerant philosopher to be. Yet, as the weeks go by, I see he is unfailingly generous to all of us who lives in the house. I am grateful to have a friend.
Generosity is its own form of power.
His kindheartedness was even greater than his generosity, for the one knew no bounds, while the other, of necessity, had its limits.