Half Our Days We Pass In The

Oblivion Is Not To Be Hired.

That Some Have Never Dreamed Is As Improbable As That Some Have Never Laughed.

I Am Not So Much Afraid Of Death, As Ashamed Thereof, 'tis The Very Disgrace And Ignominy Of Our Natures.

There Are Mystically In Our Faces Certain Characters Which Carry In Them The Motto Of Our Souls, Wherein He That Cannot Read May Read Our Natures.

Be Charitable Before Wealth Make Thee Covetous, And Loose Not The Glory Of The Mite.