That Glittering Hope Is Immemorial And Beckons

To The Fool, He Who Speaks Wisdom Will Sound Foolish.

When Good Men Die Their Goodness Does Not Perish.

Time Will Bring Healing.

I Loathe A Friend Whose Gratitude Grows Old, A Friend Who Takes His Friend's Prosperity But Will Not Voyage With Him In His Grief

Give A Wise Man An Honest Brief To Plead And His Eloquence Is No Remarkable Achievement.