Only A Madman Would Give Good For

Luckier Than One's Neighbor, But Still Not Happy.

Our Lives ... Are But A Little While, So Let Them Run As Sweetly As You Can, And Give No Thought To Grief From Day To Day. For Time Is Not Concerned To Keep Our Hopes, But Hurries On Its Business, And Is Gone.

Account No Man Happy Till He Dies.

The Little Done Doth Vanish To The Mind Which Forward Sees How Much Remains To Do.

The Nobly Born Must Nobly Meet His Fate.