But Facts Are Facts And Flinch Not.

But There Are Times When Patience Proves At Fault.

Look Not Down But Up!

Shun Death, Is My Advice.

How Sad And Bad And Mad It Was - But Then, How It Was Sweet

Ever Judge Of Men By Their Professions. For Though The Bright Moment Of Promising Is But A Moment, And Cannot Be Prolonged, Yet If Sincere In Its Moment's Extravagant Goodness, Why, Trust It, And Know The Man By It, I Say,- Not By His Performance; Which Is Half The World's Work, Interfere As The World Needs Must With Its Accidents And Circumstances: The Profession Was Purely The Man's Own. I Judge People By What They Might Be,- Not Are, Nor Will Be.