Fearing No Insult, Asking For No Crown,

As Long As There Is One Heart On Earth Where I Still Live, My Memory Will Not Die.

Habit Is Heaven's Own Redress: It Takes The Place Of Happiness.

A Deception That Elevates Us Is Dearer Than A Host Of Low Truths.

'tis Time, My Friend, 'tis Time! For Rest The Heart Is Aching; Days Follow Days In Flight, And Every Day Is Taking, Fragments Of Being, While Together You And I, Make Plans To Live. Look, All Is Dust, And We Shall Die.

Moral Maxims Are Surprisingly Useful On Occasions When We Can Invent Little Else To Justify Our Actions.