Each Life Unfulfilled, You See; It Hangs

Was There Nought Better Than To Enjoy? No Feat Which, Done, Would Make Time Break, And Let Us Pent-up Creatures Through Into Eternity, Our Due? No Forcing Earth Teach Heaven's Employ?

Praise Is Deeper Than The Lips

It's Wiser Being Good Than Bad; It's Safer Being Meek Than Fierce: It's Fitter Being Sane Than Mad.

God Is In His Heaven, All's Right With The World.

Things Are Where Things Are, And, As Fate Has Willed, So Shall They Be Fulfilled.