Live How We Can, Yet Die We

Great Men May Jest With Saints; 'tis Wit In Them; But, In The Less Foul Profanation.

If Reasons Were As Plentiful As Blackberries, I Would Give No Man A Reason Upon Compulsion.

I Had Rather Live With Cheese And Garlic In A Windmill.

Some Men Never Seem To Grow Old. Always Active In Thought, Always Ready To Adopt New Ideas, They Are Never Chargeable With Foggyism. Satisfied, Yet Ever Dissatisfied, Settled, Yet Ever Unsettled, They Always Enjoy The Best Of What Is, Are The First To Find The Best Of What Will Be.

Men At Sometime Are The Masters Of Their Fate.