Heaven is high, Earth Wide. Bitter between them flies my sorrow. — Li Po

Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish; Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal. — Thomas More
Does wisdom perhaps appear on the earth as a raven which is inspired by the smell of carrion? — Friedrich Nietzsche
What, sir, would the people of the earth be without woman? They would be scarce, sir, almighty scarce. — Mark Twain