In Shame There Is No Comfort But

It Is No Less Vain To Wish Death Than It Is Cowardly To Fear It.

Take Thou Of Me, Sweet Pillowes, Sweetest Bed; A Chamber Deafe Of Noise, And Blind Of Light, A Rosie Garland And A Weary Hed.

Love, One Time, Layeth Burdens; Another Time, Giveth Wings.

It Is Not Good To Wake A Sleeping Lion.

**did You Realize How Much A Kiss Says, Philip???** Oh My Angel I Doooo....a Kiss Is The Beginning Of, Middle To, And End Of Most Things I Love About Life.