No one human being knows the full truth about another human being. Not even one's nearest and dearest.

No one has figured out how accidental is the marriage of blasphemy and fate.

No word of commiseration can make a burden feel one feather's weight lighter to the slave who must carry it.

Nobody had beheld the gravitation of the two into one

Whether this tale be true or false, none can tell, for none were there to witness it themselves.

The whole of anything, is never told.

Nothing weighs on us so heavily as a secret.

The sea of grief has no shores, no bottom; no one can sound its depths.

No one comes back from the dead, no one has entered the world without crying; no one is asked when he wishes to enter life, nor when he wishes to leave.

Friends should be weighed, not told; who boasts to have won a multitude of friends has never had one.

On religions and viewpoints: He who knows one, knows none.

There is no grief like the grief that does not speak.

No man knows distinctly anything, and no man ever will.

No one makes history, no one sees it happen, no one sees the grass grow.