Everything Has An End, If

That Which Is Alive Hath Known Death, And That Which Is Dead Can Never Die, For In The Circle Of The Spirit Life Is Naught And Death Is Naught. Yea, All Things Live Forever, Though At Times They Sleep And Are Forgotten.

It Is Awkward To Listen To Oneself Being Praised, And I Was Always A Shy Man.

The Almighty Gave Us Our Lives, And I Suppose He Meant Us To Defend Them, At Least I Have Always Acted On That, And I Hope It Will Not Be Brought Up Against Me When My Clock Strikes.

It Is Not Wise To Neglect The Present For The Future, For Who Knows What The Future Will Be?

It Is Curious To Look Back And Realize Upon What Trivial And Apparently Coincidental Circumstances Great Events Frequently Turn As Easily And Naturally As A Door On Its Hinges.