The power that holds the sky's majesty wins our worship.
There is no pain so great as the memory of joy in present grief.
High fortune, this in man's eye is god and more than god is this.
Excessive fear is always powerless.
But I will place this carefully fed pig Within the crackling oven; and, I pray, What nicer dish can e'er be given to man.
The force of necessity is irresistible.