That It Will Never Come Again Is

The Sun Proceeds Unmoved To Measure Off Another Day For An Approving God.

Wonder Is Not Precisely Knowing.

Fortune Befriends The Bold.

Is Bliss Then, Such Abyss, I Must Not Put My Foot Amiss For Fear I Spoil My Shoe? I'd Rather Suit My Foot Than Save My Boot -- For Yet To Buy Another Pair Is Possible, At Any Store -- But Bliss, Is Sold Just Once. The Patent Lost None Buy It Any More --

Life Is So Rotatory That The Wilderness Falls To Each, Sometime.