Smiling The Boy Fell Dead.

In God's Good Time, Which Does Not Always Fall On Saturday When The World Looks For Wages.

I Give The Fight Up: Let There Be An End, A Privacy, An Obscure Nook For Me. I Want To Be Forgotten Even By God.

Talent Should Minister To Genius.

Women Hate A Debt As Men A Gift.

Grow Old With Me. The Best Is Yet To Be. The Last Of Life For Which The First Was Made.