All life is a struggle in the dark.

Tis pleasant to stand on shore and watch others labouring in a stormy sea.

Look at a man in the midst of doubt & danger and you will learn in his hour of adversity what he really is.

Sweet it is, when on the high seas the winds are lashing the waters, to gaze from the land on another's struggles.

Such are the heights of wickedness to which men are driven by religion.

What came from the earth returns back to the earth, and the spirit that was sent from heaven, again carried back, is received into the temple of heaven.

The wailing of the newborn infant is mingled with the dirge for the dead.