Perhaps people don't come into their true maturity until a parent dies.

At the top of the cycle you write policies for everybody, no matter how bad, and at the bottom you cancel everybody, no matter how good. It's a manic-depressive cycle.

Destroy yourself physically and morally and insist that all true brothers do likewise as an expression of unity.

Don't waste the breath to save your face, When you have done your best, And even more is asked of you, Let fate decide the rest.

Perhaps people don't come into their true maturity until a parent dies.

Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world, but the heart has its beaches, its homeland, and thoughts of its own. Wake now, discover that you are the song that the morning brings, but the heart has its seasons its evenings, and songs of its own

I won't slave for beggar's pay, likewise gold and jewels, but I would slave to learn the way, to sink your ship of fools.