You must become like yourself.
It's in the god's hands.
Men live, and then they die. It is the quality of the process of living which matters, that and that alone.
He loves the world so much. I agree it would be a shame to take that love away from meadow and tree, stream and sky, and all that lives in nature, and leave them lonely.
Vengeance is disappointing, always.
I thought we'd die there, quarrels in our backs, you for what you did and me for bearing witness.