Wisdom comes alone through suffering.
Pain lays not its touch upon a corpse.
Of all the gods, Death only craves not gifts: Nor sacrifice, nor yet drink-offering poured Avails; no altars hath he, nor is soothed By hymns of praise. From him alone of all The powers of heaven Persuasion holds aloof.
Excessive fear is always powerless.
Time cleanses what it touches over time.
May dawn, as the proverb goes, bring happy tidings coming from her mother night.