Death was a friend, and sleep was Death's brother. The Grapes of Wrath
In a word, neither death, nor exile, nor pain, nor anything of this kind is the real cause of our doing or not doing any action, but our inward opinions and principles. Discourses
What doesn’t kill me, makes me stronger! Twilight of the Idols
The guest who has escaped from the roof, will think twice before he comes back in by the door. The Two Towers
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