Every wicked act is a snare.

Fear is a snare that prevents us from moving forward, fear makes us an easy bait for the devil

There is no fire like passion, there is no shark like hatred, there is no snare like folly, there is no torrent like greed.

I do not believe it possible for one to genuinely love Truth more than people (or vice versa). One might fall into the snare of loving the search more than people, or the pride of having exposed something or someone, but not the truth itself. For if you love Truth you love people; because to love people at all and without illusion, you must also love the truth about them.

A friend is the wax that keeps the flame lit, an enemy is the wind that blows it out.

Fornication is a snare that a person sets for himself.