“Bear and endure: This sorrow will one day prove to be for your good.”

What is it that love does to a woman? Without she only sleeps; with it alone, she lives.

The burden which is well borne becomes light.

It is the poor man who’ll ever count his flock.

Blemishes are hid by night and every fault forgiven; darkness makes any woman fair.

I flee who chases me and chase who flees me.

It’s right to learn, even from the enemy.

Love is a thing that is full of cares and fears.

Let others praise ancient times; I am glad I was born in these.

Every lover is a soldier.

Love and dignity cannot share the same abode.

Give way to your opponent; thus will you gain the crown of victory.

Either do not attempt at all or go through with it.

My vengeance is my guilt.

Endure and persist; this pain will turn to good by and by.

Fair peace becomes men; ferocious anger belongs to beasts.

The lamp burns bright when wick and oil are clean.

Truly it is a blessed thing to love on earth as we hope to love in Heaven, and to begin that friendship here which is to endure for ever there.

Nothing great is ever achieved without much enduring.

Desolation is a file, and the endurance of darkness is preparation for great light.

No matter what someone has endured, it doesn’t give them a license to be harmful to you.

That said, your values will not always be the object of public admiration. In fact, the more you live by your beliefs, the more you will endure the censure of the world.

To endure is greater than to dare; to tire out hostile fortune; to be daunted my no difficulty; to keep heart when all have lost it; to go through intrigue spotless; to forgo even ambition when the end is gained – who can say this is not greatness?

Solitude, isolation, are painful things, and beyond human endurance.

Do not mock a pain you have not endured.