I will die if I lose you, but I will die if I wait longer.
Pain is unjust, and all the arguments That cannot soothe it only rouse suspicion.
When will the veil be lifted that casts so black a night over the universe? God of Israel, lift at last the gloom: For how long will you be hidden?
Often it is fatal to live too long.
The part I remember best is the beginning.
Innocence has nothing to dread.