Endure and persist; this pain will turn to good by and by.
A light breath fans the flame, a violent gust extinguishes it.
Few love what they may have.
Work while your strength and years permit you; crooked age will by-and-by come upon you with silent foot.
Suppressed grief suffocates, it rages within the breast, and is forced to multiply its strength.
Love conquers all things; let us own her dominion.