Even Through The Hollow Eyes Of Death

Those, That With Haste Will Make A Mighty Fire, Begin It With Weak Straws.

Thou Art Sad; Get Thee A Wife, Get Thee A Wife!

He That Has A House To Put's Head In Has A Good Head-piece.

Mechanic Slaves With Greasy Aprons, Rules, And Hammers, Shall Uplift Us To The View.

Your Gentleness Shall Force More Than Your Force Move Us To Gentleness.