I Would Rather Be Remembered By A

There Is Nothing Good In This World Which Time Does Not Improve.

The Truly Great Rest In The Knowledge Of Their Own Deserts, Nor Seek The Conformation Of The World.

Pride's Chickens Have Bonny Feathers, But They Are An Expensive Brood To Rear. They Eat Up Everything, And Are Always Lean When Brought To Market.

Sweet April's Tears, Dead On The Hem Of May.

If A Man Is Worth Knowing At All, He Is Worth Knowing Well.