In trying to be concise I become obscure.

Think of the wonders uncorked by wine! It opens secrets, gives heart to our hopes, pushes the cowardly into battle, lifts the load from anxious minds, and evokes talents. Thanks to the bottle's prompting no one is lost for words, no one who's cramped by poverty fails to find release.

By the favour of the heavens

Adversity has the effect of eliciting talents which, in prosperous circumstances, would have lain dormant.

I can never forget suffering and I will never forget sunset. I came home with all of it in my mind.

It is hard! But what can not be removed, becomes lighter through patience.

What impropriety or limit can there be in our grief for a man so beloved?.