He Only Half Dies Who Leaves An

The Blush Is Beautiful, But It Is Sometimes Convenient.

The World Is A Beautiful Book, But Of Little Use To Him Who Cannot Read It.

Each Day A Day Goes By.

He Only Half Dies Who Leaves An Image Of Himself In His Sons.

He Who Talks Much Cannot Always Talk Well. [it., Chi Parla Troppo Non Puo Parlar Sempre Bene.]