Time will explain it all. Waste no tears over the griefs of yesterday. One loyal friend is worth ten thousand relatives. Love is all we have, the only way that each can help the other. Whoso neglects learning in his youth, loses the past and is dead for the future.

Short is the joy that guilty pleasure brings.

Love is all we have, the only way that each can help the other.

God helps him who strives hard.

The ways of the gods are long, but in the end they are not without strength.

The God knows when to smile.

There seems to be some pleasure for women in sick talk of one another.