There is so little that one can do for the dead!
What is so certain of victory as patience?
Here, no mercy is shown. One hates one's fellow man to the glory of God.
For, so long as there are interesting books to read, it seems to me that neither I nor anyone else, for that matter, need be unhappy.
It is a strange thing to come home. While yet on the journey, you cannot at all realize how strange it will be.
It is not a good omen to meet a lot of cats when one sets out on a journey, so the Lieutenant spat three times for each cat, as his mother had taught him to do.