Boot, Saddle, To Horse, And Away!

Any Nose May Ravage With Impunity A Rose.

Days Decrease, / And Autumn Grows, Autumn In Everything.

You Never Know What Life Means Till You Die; Even Throughout Life, Tis Death That Makes Life Live.

When Pain Ends, Gain Ends Too.

I Give The Fight Up: Let There Be An End, A Privacy, An Obscure Nook For Me. I Want To Be Forgotten Even By God.