Be wise today; 'tis madness to defer. Next day the fatal precedent will plead; thus on, til wisdom is pushed our of life.
A man I knew who lived upon a smile, And well it fed him; he look'd plump and fair, While rankest venom foam'd through every vein.
Man makes a death which Nature never made. And feels a thousand deaths in fearing one.
But fate ordains that dearest friends must part.
At thirty, man suspects himself a fool; Knows it at forty, and reforms his plan.
As soon as we have found the key of life, it opens the gates of death.