No scheme for a change of society can be made to appear immediately palatable, except by falsehood, until society has become so desperate that it will accept any change.
I think we are in rats’ alley Where the dead men lost their bones.
In the life of one man, never The same time returns.
Most of the evil in this world is done by people with good intentions.
The communication of the dead is tongued with fire beyond the language of the living.
It's strange that words are so inadequate. Yet, like the asthmatic struggling for breath, so the lover must struggle for words.