My love for my country is my religion.
in much knowledge there is also much grief.
Nothing is ours really, not even our own souls!
Power is a companion it is not easy to part with, when it goes, the zest of life goes with it. With dry eyes and clenched fist, one stares after it, jealous of the next one it will single out.
To be entirely happy in marriage, the same thing must be important to both.
Nothing's far when one wants to get there.