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There Is A Time For Some Things, And A Time For All Things; A Time For Great Things, And A Time For Small Things.

They Must Take Me For A Fool, Or Even Worse, A Lunatic. And No Wonder ,for I Am So Intensely Conscious Of My Misfortune And My Misery Is So Overwhelming That I Am Powerless To Resist It And Am Being Turned Into Stone, Devoid Of All Knowledge Or Feeling.

He Who Loses Wealth Loses Much; He Who Loses A Friend Loses More; But He That Loses His Courage Loses All.

Spare Your Breath To Cool Your Porridge.

For Neither Good Nor Evil Can Last For Ever; And So It Follows That As Evil Has Lasted A Long Time, Good Must Now Be Close At Hand.