Perhaps out there, somewhere, someone is sighing for your absence; and with this thought, my soul begins to breathe.

Often have I wondered with much curiosity as to our coming into this world and what will follow our departure.

Suspicion is the cancer of friendship.

Nothing mortal is enduring, and there is nothing sweet which does not presently end in bitterness.

Ruthless striving, overcomes everything.

Great errors seldom originate but with men of great minds.

How quick the old woe follows a little bliss!