We can never replace a friend. When a man is fortunate enough to have several, he finds they are all different. No one has a double in friendship.
The storm is master. Man, as a ball, is tossed twixt winds and billows.
Not without a shudder may the human hand reach into the mysterious urn of destiny.
Heaven and earth fight in vain against a dunce!
A deep meaning often lies in old customs.
Fear of death is worse than dying.