One thinking it is right to speak all things, whether the word is fit for speech or unutterable.
It is a painful thing to look at your own trouble and know that you yourself and no one else has made it.
For the dead there are no more toils.
Reverence does not die with mortals, nor does it perish whether they live or die.
It is not righteousness to outrage
Sleep's the only medicine that gives ease.