Tomorrow Is No Man's Gift.

That Which Is Loved May Pass, But Love Hath No End.

There's No Credit In Not Doing What You Don't Want To Do. There's No Virtue In Not Falling, When You're Not Tempted.

Tomorrow Is No Man's Gift.

She Belongs To A Race Of Delightful Women, Who Never Do Any Harm, Whom Everybody Calls Good, And Who Are Very Severe On Those Who Do Not Pretend To Be Good.

He Came By A Leap To The Goal Of Purpose, Not By The Toilsome Steps Of Reason. On The Instant His Headlong Spirit Declared His Purpose: This Was The One Being For Him In All The World: At This Altar He Would Light A Lamp Of Devotion, And Keep It Burning Forever.