Few Sons Are Equal To Their Fathers;

Everything Is More Beautiful Because We're Doomed. You Will Never Be Lovelier Than You Are Now. We Will Never Be Here Again.

See How God Ever Like With Like Doth Pair, And Still The Worthless Doth The Worthless Lead!

The Stars Never Lie, But The Astrologers Lie About The Stars.

Like Leaves On Trees The Race Of Man Is Found,- Now Green In Youth, Now Withering On The Ground; Another Race The Following Spring Supplies: They Fall Successive, And Successive Rise.

Shame Greatly Hurts Or Greatly Helps Mankind.