Sin is too stupid to see beyond itself. >>
He makes no friends who never made a foe. >>
No man ever got very high by pulling other people down. The intelligen >>
Where there is sorrow there is holy ground. >>
Sorrow makes us all children again, destroys all differences of intell >>
And almost everyone when age, disease, or sorrows strike him, inclines >>
A sorrow's crown of sorrow is remembering happier times.