Who, except the gods, can live time through forever without any pain?
May dawn, as the proverb goes, bring happy tidings coming from her mother night.
For there is no defense for a man who, in the excess of his wealth, has kicked the great altar of Justice out of sight.
Truth is always the first casualty of war.
When a tongue fails to send forth appropriate shafts, there might be a word to act as healer of these.
Wrong must not win by technicalities.