Astronomy? Impossible to understand and madness to investigate.
There is a time when even justice brings harm.
You don't know what kind of day you will have, until evening.
Now I see that going out into the testing ground of men it is the tongue and not the deed that wins the day.
There is no sense in crying over spilt milk. Why bewail what is done and cannot be recalled?
And if my present actions strike you as foolish, let's just say I've been accused of folly by a fool.