Sin Will Pluck On Sin.

Be Cheerful; Wipe Thine Eyes: Some Falls Are Means The Happier To Arise

Look, What Envious Streaks Do Lace The Severing Clouds In Yonder East! Night's Candles Are Burnt Out, And Jocund Day Stands Tip-toe On The Misty Mountain-tops.

Be Still Prepared For Death: And Death Or Life Shall Thereby Be The Sweeter.

Know More Than Other. Work More Than Other. Expect Less Than Other

I Have Pursued Her, As Love Hath Pursued Me