Gray Hairs Are Death's Blossoms.

Innocence Has A Friend In Heaven.

He Cannot Complain Of A Hard Sentence, Who Is Made Master Of His Own Fate.

Lose Not Yourself In A Far Off Time, Seize The Moment That Is Thine.

Nothing, It Is True, Is More Common Than For Both Science And Art To Pay Homage To The Spirit Of The Age, And For Creative Taste To Accept The Law Of Critical Taste.

I Am Called The Richest Monarch In The Christian World; The Sun In My Dominion Never Sets.