You could not bribe honest people, but bad people would accept bribery.

Being brave meant that though you might be frightened, you would face the greatest danger if you knew it was the right thing to do.

Joy passed, but happiness never completely disappeared; a touch of it would always remain to remind one it had been there. It was happiness that made one smile, then.

There's always something when you're at fault, too, and that fault you must discover and learn to recognize and take the consequences of it.

The angrier you were, the less likely you were to think clearly.

Sorrow has its life just like people. Sorrow is born and lives and dies. And when it's dead and gone, someone's left behind to remember it. Exactly like people.

You could not bribe honest people, but bad people would accept bribery.