Pay special attention to their agony so I might take some pleasure.
How dark are all the ways of god to man!
I think it makes small difference to the dead, if they are buried in the tokens of luxury. All that is an empty glorification left for those who live.
There is something in the pang of change more than the heart can bear, unhappiness remembering happiness.
Youth holds no society with grief.
Terrible is the force of the waves of sea, terrible is the rush of the river and the blasts of hot fire, and terrible are a thousand other things; but none is such a terrible evil as woman.