They yearn for what they fear for.

“Oh blind, oh ignorant, self-seeking cupidity which spurs as so in the short mor…”

“No fuisteis criados para vivir como bestias sino para seguir en pos de la virtu…”

“Mă-ntorsei, deci, de la pârâul sfântca nou, asemeni plantei tinerelecând nouă c…”

“Fate's arrow, when expected, travels slow.”