The fiend gives the more friendly counsel.

Good to evil seems evil

Many people seem to think it foolish, even superstitious, to believe that the world could still change for the better. And it is true that in winter it is sometimes so bitingly cold that one is tempted to say, ‘What do I care if there is a summer; its warmth is no help to me now.’ Yes, evil often seems to surpass good. But then, in spite of us, and without our permission, there comes at last an end to the bitter frosts. One morning the wind turns, and there is a thaw. And so I must still have hope.

Give your sorrow words. The grief that does not speak builds up softly in the heart, and bids it break.

Ci sono più cose in cielo e in terra, Orazio, di quante non ne immagini la tua filosofia.

When given the choice amongst the Lesser of Two Evils, choose the Greater of All Goods.