Men, like bullets, go farthest when they are smoothest. >>
Joy descends gently upon us like the evening dew, and does not patter >>
Death gives us sleep, eternal youth, and immortality. >>
It is a talent of the weak to persuade themselves that they suffer for >>
Some of our weakness is born in us, some of it comes through education >>
There are two kinds of weakness, that which breaks and that which bend >>
Weaklings must lie.