When The Wound/ No Longer Hurts/ The

We Often Do Not Know Ourselves The Grounds On Which We Act, Though Plain To Others.

Who Has Good Luck Is Good, Who Has Bad Luck Is Bad.

The Mill Wheel Turns, It Turns Forever, Though What Is Uppermost Remains Not So.

Only Bad Generals Need Heroes.

The Man Who Laughs Has Simply Not Yet Had The Terrible News.