You clearly hate to yield, but you will regret it when your anger has passed. Such natures are justly the hardest for themselves to bear.

It is God's giving if we laugh or weep.

Having advanced to the limit of boldness, child, you have stumbled against the lofty pedestal of Justice.

I was born to join in love, not hate - that is my nature.

Knowledge must come through action.

Oh death, death, why do you never come to me thus summoned always day by day?

Fortune never helps the fainthearted.