I think that fortune watcheth o'er our lives, surer than we. But well said: he who strives will find his goals strive for him equally.
To generous souls every task is noble.
How base a thing it is when a man will struggle with necessity! We have to die.
I love the old way best, the simple way of poison, where we too are strong as men.
What else goes wrong for a woman-except her marriage?
What greater grief than the loss of one's native land.