Prepare yourselves for the roaring voice of the God of Joy!
When someone isn't seen for a long time, Well, folk soon begin to imagine the worst.
Nothing happens to man without the permission of God.
Who knoweth if to die be but to live, and that called life by mortals be but death?
Good and bad may not be dissevered; There is, as there should be, a commingling.
Let a man accept his destiny, No pity and no tears.