Truly, a life in constant pain is the life of the damned.
Yet, ironically, it is her very wretchedness that makes me pity her so. I don't know what's wrong with me. I don't know what to do!
There is not enough blood in her veins to keep her heart from skipping.
Thank you, Yoda. Feel the force, Luke.
You search endlessly for permanent happiness in a world where nothing is permanent.
People are responsible for their actions, but not the fruits of their actions. Always do what you think is right, but don't worry if good does not always come from what you do.