His Smile Is Like The Silver Plate

His Smile Is Like The Silver Plate On A Coffin.

But As In Wailing There's Nought Availing, And Death Unfailing Will Strike The Blow, Then For That Reason, And For A Season, Let Us Be Merry Before We Go.

The First Inventions Of Commerce Are, Like Those Of All Other Arts, Cunning And Short-sighted.

It Is The Common Fate Of The Indolent To See Their Rights Become Prey To The Active. The Conditions Upon Which God Hath Given Liberty To Man Is Eternal Vigilance; Which Condition If He Break, Servitude Is At Once The Consequence Of His Crime, And The Punishment Of His Guilt.

My Dear Doctor, I Am Surprised To Hear You Say That I Am Coughing Very Badly, As I Have Been Practising All Night.