They Who Lose Today May Win Tomorrow.

He Is Mad Past Recovery, But Yet He Has Lucid Intervals.

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.

One Swallow Alone Does Not Make A Summer.

Delay Always Heeds Danger.

Let Us Not Throw The Rope After The Bucket.