Mankind Led On By Gods Err All

When Good Men Die Their Goodness Does Not Perish.

Surely Again, To Heal Men's Wounds By Music's Spell.

A Sharp-tempered Woman, Or, For That Matter, A Man, Is Easier To Deal With Than The Clever Type Who Holds Her Tongue.

To Every Man, Even Though He Be A Slave, The Light Of Heaven Is Sweet.

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