Sorrow for the death of a father lasts six months; sorrow for a mother, a year; sorrow for a wife, until another wife; sorrow for a son, forever.
If you gently touch a nettle it’ll sting you for your pains; grasp it like a lad of mettle, an’ as soft as silk remains.
A woman’s appetite is twice that of a man’s; her sexual desire, four times; her intelligence, eight times.
If you forsake a certainty and depend on an uncertainty, you will lose both the certainty and the uncertainty.