We Pick Our Own Sorrows

When I But Hear Her Sing, I Fare Like One That Raised, Holds His Ear To Some Bright Star In The Supremest Round; Through Which, Besides The Light That's Seen There May Be Heard, From Heaven Within, The Rests Of Anthems, That The Angels Sound.

Take Heed Of A Speedy Professing Friend; Love Is Never Lasting Which Flames Before It Burns.

God Has Made No One Absolute. The Rich Depend On The Poor, As Well As The Poor On The Rich. The World Is But A Magnificent Building; All The Stones Are Gradually Cemented Together. No One Subsists By Himself.

When Two Friends Part They Should Lock Up One Another's Secrets, And Interchange Their Keys.

By Gaming We Lose Both Our Time And Treasure - Two Things Most Precious To The Life Of Man.