For the poison of hatred seated near the heart doubles the burden for the one who suffers the disease; he is burdened with his own sorrow, and groans on seeing another's happiness.
For sufferers it is sweet to know before-hand clearly the pain that still remains for them.
God loves to help him who strives to help himself.
Against necessity, against its strength, no one can fight and win.
There is advantage in the wisdom won from pain.
They sent forth men to battle, But no such men return; And home, to claim their welcome, Come ashes in an urn