A man must be prepared to face life, as well as death, there's no escape from either.
Integrity expects integrity.
The voices of cold reason were talking, as usual, to deaf ears.
Too much trust is folly, in an imperfect world.
Here I begin to know that blessedness is what can be snatched out the passing day and put away to think of afterwards.
Truth, like the burgeoning of a bulb under the soil, however deeply sown, will make its way to the light.