There is no happiness without tears, no life without death. Beware! I am going to make you cry.
The happy think a lifetime short, but to the unhappy one night can be an eternity.
Everybody dies. Some just need a little help.
The world is fleeting; all things pass away; Or is it we that pass and they that stay?
How gracious are the gods in bestowing high positions; and how reluctant are they to insure them when given.
The subject matter is autobiographical, it's all to do with hope and memory and sensuality and involvement, really.