“Now let the weeping cease; Let no one mourn again. These things are in the hands of God.”

It is hope that maintains most of mankind.

Money: There’s nothing in the world so demoralizing as money.

What you can’t enforce, do not command.

It is terrible to speak well and be wrong.

There is no success without hardship.

The good befriend themselves.

There is some pleasure even in words, when they bring forgetfulness of present miseries.

A wise player ought to accept his throws and score them, not bewail his luck.

Woman, to women silence is the best ornament.

Ignorance is a tough evil to conquer.

Wise thinkers prevail everywhere.

Stubbornness and stupidity are twins.

A short saying often contains much wisdom.

Time alone reveals the just man; but you might discern a bad man in a single day.

The tyrant is a child of pride.

Truth hates delay. (Veritas odit moras.)

Near the gates and within two cities there will be scourges the like of which was never seen: famine within plague, people put out by steel, crying to the great immortal God for relief.

I didn’t know what to say. I felt like crying, Goddammit everybody in the world wants an explanation for your acts and for your very being.

I pressed the dress to my nose, and found what was left of your ghost. It was then that I remembered how to cry.

Fear not for the future, weep not for the past.

Shed no tear – O, shed no tear! The flower will bloom another year. Weep no more – O, weep no more! Young buds sleep in the root’s white core.

We are the same. There is no difference anywhere in the world. People are people. They laugh, cry, feel, and love, and music seems to be the commons denomination that brings us all together. Music cuts through all boundaries and goes right to the soul.

She needs to have a few drinks and cry a little-then she’ll be perfect.

It’s a political and manipulative industry. Actors vie for the same roles, movies are snatched away. Have I ever been manipulated? Yes. But I haven’t manipulated anyone because if you think from the heart, you cannot be calculative. I have spent nights crying.