Every Professional Was Once An Amateur.

Age And Want Sit Smiling At The Gate.

Yes, I Am Proud; I Must Be Proud To See Men Not Afraid Of God, Afraid Of Me.

Who Dies In Youth And Vigour, Dies The Best.

Count All Th' Advantage Prosperous Vice Attains, 'tis But What Virtue Flies From And Disdains: And Grant The Bad What Happiness They Would, One They Must Want--which Is, To Pass For Good.

E'en Sunday Shines No Sabbath Day To Me.