Oall the creatures that creep and breathe on earth, there is none more wretched than man.
The Grecian ladies counted their age from their marriage, not their birth.
Miserable mortals who like leaves at one moment flame with life eating the produce of the land and at another moment weakly perish.
There is a strength in the even of very sorry men
Nobody gets into heaven without a glowstick.
Bear patiently, my heart, for you have suffered heavier things.