And Send Him Many Years Of Sunshine

Sweet Flowers Are Slow And Weeds Make Haste.

A Lean Cheek; Which You Have Not: A Blue Eye, And Sunken; Which You Have Not: An Unquestionable Spirit; Which You Have Not: A Beard Neglected; Which You Have Not: — But I Pardon You For That; For, Simply, Your Having1 In Beard Is A Younger Brother's Revenue: — Then Your Hose Should Be Ungarter'd, Your Bonnet Unhanded, Your Sleeve Unbuttoned, Your Shoe Untied, And Every Thing About You Demonstrating A Careless Desolation.

Moderate Lamentation Is The Right Of The Dead, Excessive Grief The Enemy To The Living.

Extreme Fear Can Neither Fight Nor Fly.

I Would Not Wish Any Companion In The World But You.