...remember that what has once been done may be done again.
When a man resolves to avenge himself, he should first of all tear out the heart from his breast.
Joy to hearts which have suffered long is like the dew on the ground after a long drought; both the heart and the ground absorb that beneficent moisture falling on them, and nothing is outwardly apparant.
Be kind. Aim for my heart.
I am not proud, but I am happy; and happiness blinds, I think, more than pride.
God is always the last resource.