Tis Ill Talking Of Halters In The

Let Us Make Hay While The Sun Shines.

Be Slow Of Tongue And Quick Of Eye.

Wit And Humor Belong To Genius Alone.

Death Eats Up All Things, Both The Young Lamb And Old Sheep; And I Have Heard Our Parson Say, Death Values A Prince No More Than A Clown.

Among The Attributes Of God, Although They Are Equal, Mercy Shines With Even More Brilliance Than Justice.