Had I succeeded well, I had been reckoned amongst the wise; our minds are so disposed to judge from the event.
Friends show their love in times of trouble, not in happiness.
Lucky that man whose children make his happiness in life and not his grief, the anguished disappointment of his hopes.
Delusive hope still points to distant good.
Necessity is harsh. Fate has no reprieve.
There is one thing alone that stands the brunt of life throughout its course; a quiet conscience.