O Life! An Age To The Miserable,

The Noblest Works And Foundations Have Proceeded From Childless Men, Which Have Sought To Express The Images Of Their Minds Where Those Of Their Bodies Have Failed.

It Is As Natural To Die As To Be Born; And To A Little Infant, Perhaps, The One Is As Painful As The Other.

Death Is A Friend Of Ours; And He That Is Not Ready To Entertain Him Is Not At Home.

He That Cannot Possibly Mend His Own Case Will Do What He Can To Impair Another's.

He That Seeketh To Be Eminent Amongst Able Men Hath A Great Task; But That Is Ever Good For The Public. But He That Plots To Be The Only Figure Amongst Ciphers Is The Decay Of A Whole Age.