In fact$$$ life itself is a contradiction if only because birth is the direct cause$$$ in every single case$$$ of death.
He that planteth a tree is a servant of God$$$ he provideth a kindness for many generations$$$ and faces that he hath not seen shall bless him.
It's not the size of the dog in the fight$$$ it's the size of the fight in the dog.
The reward of suffering is experience.
It is amazing what you can accomplish if you do not care who gets the credit.
Her happiness$$$ like that of most of us$$$ was ever in the future$$$ never reached but always coming.
The persons whom you cannot care for in a novel$$$ because they are so bad$$$ are the very same that you so dearly love in your life$$$ because they are so good.
Life did not stop$$$ and one had to live.
Some changes look negative on the surface but you will soon realize that space is being created in your life for something new to emerge.
The world is full enough of hurts and mischances without wars to multiply them.