“Whatever tears one may shed, in the end one always blows one's nose.”

“More tears are shed over answered prayers than unanswered ones.”

“Maybe death is the great equalizer, the one big thing that can finally make strangers shed a tear for one another”

“Maybe death is the great equalizer, the one big thing that can finally make strangers shed a tear for one another.”

“For every tear you shed for someone else’s grief, it takes one off of their suffering.”

“One must shed the bad taste of wanting to agree with many. "Good" is no longer good when one's neighbor mouths it. And how should there be a "common good"! The term contradicts itself: whatever can be common always has little value. In the end it must be as it is and always has been: great things remain for the great, abysses for the profound, nuances and shudders for the refined, and, in brief, all that is rare for the rare.”