All comes out even at the end of the day, and all comes out still more even when all the days are over.
We are at the end of all our troubles, and at the beginning of happiness.
My soul is the mirror of the universe, and my body is its frame.
God has punished the knave, and the devil has drowned the rest.
If there were no God, it would be necessary to invent him.
Weakness on both sides is, as we know, the motto of all quarrels.