Fate Finds For Every Man; His Share

When Good Men Die Their Goodness Does Not Perish, But Lives Though They Are Gone. As For The Bad, All That Was Theirs Dies And Is Buried With Them.

A Sweet Thing, For Whatever Time, To Revisit In Dreams The Dear Dad We Have Lost.

If We Could Be Twice Young And Twice Old We Could Correct All Our Mistakes.

When Cheated, Wife Or Husband Feels The Same.

The Little Done Doth Vanish To The Mind Which Forward Sees How Much Remains To Do.