Good and bad may not be dissevered; There is, as there should be, a commingling.
The childless escape much misery.
Money is far more persuasive than logical arguments.
Love must not touch the marrow of the soul. Our affections must be breakable chains that we can cast them off or tighten them.
Misery is the end of those with unbridled mouths.
There is nothing like the sight of an old enemy down on his luck.