That glittering hope is immemorial and beckons many men to their undoing.
Old age is not a total misery. Experience helps.
Luckier than one's neighbor, but still not happy.
The way of God is complex, he is hard for us to predict. He moves the pieces and they come somehow into a kind of order.
A bad ending follows a bad beginning.
Down on your knees, and thank heaven, fasting, for a good man's love.