What region of the earth is not full of our calamities?
The wavering multitude is divided into opposite factions.
A fault is fostered by concealment.
Each of us bears his own Hell.
Let us go singing as far as we go: the road will be less tedious.
It is easy to go down into Hell...; but to climb back again, to retrace one's steps to the upper air - -there's the rub.