Too low they build who build below the skies.

Tomorrow is the day when idlers work, and fools reform and mortal men lay hold on heaven.

Britannia's shame! There took her gloomy flight, On wing impetuous, a black sullen soul . Less base the fear of death than fear of life. O Britain! infamous for suicide.

Of boasting more than of a bomb afraid, A soldier should be modest as a maid.

As soon as we have found the key of life, it opens the gates of death.

Procrastination is the thief of time; year after year it steals, till all are fled, and to the mercies of a moment leaves the vast concerns of an eternal state. At thirty, man suspects himself a fool; knows it at forty, and reforms his plan; at fifty chides his infamous delay, pushes his prudent purpose to resolve; in all the magnanimity of thought, resolves, and re-resolves, then dies the same.

The man of wisdom is the man of years.