When the severity of the law is to be softened, let pity, not bribes, be the motive.

She fights and vanquishes in me, and I live and breathe in her, and I have life and being.

When God sends the dawn, he sends it for all.

Where one door shuts another opens.

Until death it is all life.

Folly is wont to have more followers and comrades than discretion.

Here lies a gentleman bold Who was so very brave He went to lengths untold, And on the brink of the grave Death had on him no hold. By the world he set small store-- He frightened it to the core-- Yet somehow, by Fate's plan, Though he'd lived a crazy man, When he died he was sane once more.