In time of trouble avert not thy face from hope, for the soft marrow abideth in the hard bone.
Stay close to anything that makes you glad you are alive.
Grieve not; though the journey of life be bitter, and the end unseen, there is no road which does not lead to an end.
What we speak becomes the house we live in.
Woe to the dupe that yields to Fate!
Oh, you who are trying to learn the marvel of Love through the copy book of reason, I'm very much afraid that you will never really see the point.