Misery Is The End Of Those With

How Base A Thing It Is When A Man Will Struggle With Necessity! We Have To Die.

They Who Are Sad Find Somehow Sweetness In Tears.

When Good Men Die Their Goodness Does Not Perish, But Lives Though They Are Gone. As For The Bad, All That Was Theirs Dies And Is Buried With Them.

Short Is The Joy That Guilty Pleasure Brings.

The Day Is For Honest Men, The Night For Thieves.