Men in their generations are like the leaves of the trees. The wind blows and one year's leaves are scattered on the ground; but the trees burst into bud and put on fresh ones when the spring comes round.

Unextinguished laughter shakes the skies.

Oh, everything looks bad if you remember it.

Bear patiently, my heart, for you have suffered heavier things.

It is equally wrong to speed a guest who does not want to go, and to keep one back who is eager. You ought to make welcome the present guest, and send forth the one who wishes to go.

Light is the task where many share the toil.

Without TV, it's hard to know when one day ends and another begins.