“The wood is decked in light green leaf.The swallow twitters in delight.The lonely vine sheds joyous tearsOf interwoven dew and light.Spring weaves a gown of green to cladThe mountain height and wide-spread field.O when wilt thou, my native land,In all thy glory stand revealed?”

“ადამიანის უძვირფასესი საუნჯე მისი ვინაობაა.”

“вечер слънцето се увиваше с юрган от облаци ...”

“Он любил и страдал. Он любил деньги и страдал от их недостатка.”

“yea dost thou fall upon thy face? thou wilt fall backward when thou hast more wit!”

“Go where thou wilt, thou canst not go out of thy Father's ground.”

“Look at this world! So vast! So wide! Huge masses of land spread across it; multitudes of green and brown islands dotted the blue expanse of the oceans. He felt like a bird contemplating the sky.”