Good To Forgive, Best To Forget.

A Minute Of Success Pays For Years Of Failure.

Where The Apple Reddens Never Pry - Lest We Lose Our Edens, Eve And I.

For I Say This Is Death And The Sole Death,- When A Man's Loss Comes To Him From His Gain, Darkness From Light, From Knowledge Ignorance, And Lack Of Love From Love Made Manifest.

Grow Old Along With Me! The Best Is Yet To Be, The Last Of Life, For Which The First Was Made. Our Times Are In His Hand Who Saith, 'a Whole I Planned, Youth Shows But Half; Trust God: See All, Nor Be Afraid!

Silence 'tis Awe Decrees.