Don't you know this, that words are doctors to a diseased temperment?
What is there more kindly than the feeling between host and guest?
He who learns must suffer. And even in our sleep pain that cannot forget falls drop by drop upon the heart, and in our own despair, against our will, comes wisdom to us by the awful grace of God.
The unenvied man is not enviable.
Good fortune is a god among men, and more than a god.
May dawn, as the proverb goes, bring happy tidings coming from her mother night.