It Is The Lot Of Man But

He That Hath No Cross Deserves No Crown.

Fear Nothing But What Thy Industry May Prevent; Be Confident Of Nothing But What Fortune Cannot Defeat; It Is No Less Folly To Fear What Is Impossible To Be Avoided Than To Be Secure When There Is A Possibility To Be Deprived.

A Lamb Appears A Lion, And We Fear Each Bush We See's A Bear.

Death's A Fable. Did Not Heaven Inspire Your Equal Elements With Living Fire Blown From The Spring Of Life? Is Not That Breath Immortal? Come; Ye Are As Free From Death As He That Made Ye: Can The Flames Expire Which He Kindled?

The Grave Is Sooner Cloy'd Than Men's Desire.