We Are In Truth But Pieces On

The Flower That Once Has Blown Forever Dies.

Oh, The Brave Music Of A Distant Drum!

Come, Fill The Cup, And In The Fire Of Spring The Winter Garment Of Repentance Fling: The Bird Of Time Has But A Little Way To Fly-and Lo! The Bird Is On The Wing.

My Friend, Let's Not Think Of Tomorrow, But Let's Enjoy This Fleeting Moment Of Life.

As Far As You Can Avoid It, Do Not Give Grief To Anyone. Never Inflict Your Rage On Another. If You Hope For Eternal Rest, Feel The Pain Yourself; But Don’t Hurt Others.