Tis Not That Dieing Hurts Us So-

By Chivalries As Tiny, A Blossom, Or A Book, The Seeds Of Smiles Are Planted- Which Blossom In The Dark.

Those Who Lift Their Hats Shall See Nature As Devout Do God.

I Could Not Stop For Death And He Did Not Stop For Me.

Finite To Fail, But Infinite To Venture.

Anger As Soon As Fed Is Dead- 'tis Starving Makes It Fat.