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Let Us Eat And Drink Neither Forgetting Death Unduly Nor Remembering It. The Lord Hath Mercy On Whom He Will Have Mercy, Etc., And The Less We Think About It The Better.

It Is Our Less Conscious Thoughts And Our Less Conscious Actions Which Mainly Mould Our Lives And The Lives Of Those Who Spring From Us.

Virtue Knows That It Is Impossible To Get On Without Compromise, And Tunes Herself, As It Were, A Trifle Sharp To Allow For An Inevitable Fall In Playing.

Death Is Only A Larger Kind Of Going Abroad.

An Apology For The Devil: It Must Be Remembered That We Have Heard One Side Of The Case. God Has Written All The Books.