On him who wields power gently, the god looks favorably from afar.

A god implants in mortal guilt whenever he wants utterly to confound a house.

But I must bear my destiny as best I can, knowing well that there is no resisting the strength of necessity.

Those who would learn must suffer. In our own despair, against our will, wisdom comes to us.

"Reverence for parents" stands written among the three laws of most revered righteousness.

There is no sickness worse for me than words that to be kind must lie.

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.