Misfortune tests friends, and detects enemies

You never really know your friends from your enemies until the ice breaks

Perhaps they are not stars, but rather openings in heaven where the love of our lost ones pours through and shines down upon us to let us know they are happy.

May you have warmth in your igloo, oil in your lamp, and peace in your heart

Yesterday is ashes; tomorrow wood. Only today the fire shines brightly

Use your enemy's hand to catch a snake