In misery it is great comfort to have a companion. Many strokes overthrow the tallest oak. The sun shineth upon the dunghill, and is not corrupted. Martin tunes his pipe to the lamentable note of Ora whine meg.
Night has a thousand eyes.
A friend is solace in grief and in joy, a merry companion. Where the streame runneth smoothest, the water is deepest. Delays breed dangers. As the best wine doth make the sharpest vinegar, so the deepest love turneth to the deadliest hate. Marriages are made in heaven and consummated on Earth.