There seems to be some pleasure for women in sick talk of one another.
Who knoweth if to die be but to live, and that called life by mortals be but death?
You were a stranger to sorrow: therefore Fate has cursed you.
Happy is it to place a daughter; yet it pains a father's heart when he delivers to another's house a child, the object of his tender care.
Common sense is the best prophet.
I have found power in the mysteries of thought, exaltation in the changing of the Muses; I have been versed in the reasonings of men; but Fate is stronger than anything I have known.