Among Mortals Second Thoughts Are Wisest.

Of All Things Upon Earth That Bleed And Grow, A Herb Most Bruised Is Woman.

Delusive Hope Still Points To Distant Good.

Fate Finds For Every Man; His Share Of Misery.

We Look For Good On Earth And Cannot Recognize It When Met.

There Is No Bitterness To Be Compared With That Between Two People Who Once Loved.