For Wherein Is Life Sweet To Him

Words Are Healers Of The Sick Tempered.

Call No Man Happy Till He Is Dead.

Old Men, What Are They? Fast Fading The Leaf, Three-footed They Walk, Yet Frail As A Child, As A Dream Set Afloat In The Daylight.

The Field Of Doom Bears Death As Its Harvest.

Wiles And Deceit Are Female Qualities.