I Would Rather Die On My Feet

Events Will Take Their Course, It Is No Good Of Being Angry At Them; He Is Happiest Who Wisely Turns Them To The Best Account.

Oh, Trebly Blest The Placid Lot Of Those Whose Hearth Foundations Are In Pure Love Laid, Where Husband's Breast With Tempered Ardor Glows, And Wife, Oft Mother, Is In Heart A Maid!

Poverty Possesses This Disease; Through Want It Teaches A Man Evil.

Enough Is Abundance To The Wise.

Cleverness Is Not Wisdom. And Not To Think Mortal Thoughts Is To See Few Days.