An event is not over until everyone is tired of talking about it.

Funerals prove that someone is really gone.

Rage is exciting, but leaves me confused and exhausted.

More are weakened than strengthened by their troubles.

I wish you joy of your unhappiness, since you cling to it so.

Those who refuse to play second fiddle may wind up playing no fiddle at all.

Oblivion waits without beckoning or threatening.