To Be Nameless In Worthy Deeds Exceeds

Gravestones Tell Truth Scarce Forty Years.

The Long Habit Of Living Indisposeth Us For Dying.

I Would Not Live Over My Hours Past ... Not Unto Cicero's Ground Because I Have Lived Them Well, But For Fear I Should Live Them Worse.

Death Hath A Thousand Doors To Let Out Life. I Shall Find One.

All Things Began In Order, So Shall They End, And So Shall They Begin Again, According To The Ordainer Of Order, And The Mystical Mathematicks Of The City Of Heaven.