Remember that if a man seeks the impossible, the possible may justly be denied him; a poet said it better when he wrote:

I search for life in dread death,
in fearful disease for health,
in dark prison for liberty,
escape in a sealed room,
in a traitor, loyalty.
But my own fate from whom
I ne’er hope for the good
has with just heaven ruled:
if the impossible I demand,
for me the possible is banned.

there is no recollection which time does not put an end to, and no pain which death does not remove.

There is no book so bad...that it does not have something good in it.