Twixt hope and fear, anxiety and anger.
Rains driven by storms fall not perpetually on the land already sodden, neither do varying gales for ever disturb the Caspian sea.
Remember to preserve a calm soul amid difficulties.
Lighten grief with hopes of a brighter morrow; Temper joy, in fear of a change of fortune.
If you cannot conduct yourself with propriety, give place to those who can.
No, but you're wrong now, and always will be.