Ten soldiers wisely led will beat a hundred without a head.
Woman is woman's natural ally.
I care for riches, to make gifts To friends, or lead a sick man back to health With ease and plenty. Else small aid is wealth For daily gladness; once a man be done With hunger, rich and poor are all as one.
Who knoweth if to die be but to live, and that called life by mortals be but death?
Song brings of itself a cheerfulness that wakes the heart of joy.
There is desire in those who love to hear about their loved ones' pains.