Our wasted oil unprofitably burns,
Like hidden lamps in old sepulchral urns.

Our wasted oil unprofitably burns,
Like hidden lamps in old sepulchral urns.

What's saved affords
No indication of what's lost.

What's saved affords
No indication of what's lost.

That loss is common would not make
My own less bitter, rather more:
Too common! Never morning read more

That loss is common would not make
My own less bitter, rather more:
Too common! Never morning wore
To evening, but some heart did break.

Things that are not at all, are never lost.

Things that are not at all, are never lost.

The loss which is unknown is no loss at all.

The loss which is unknown is no loss at all.

Oh, my friend, it's not what they take away from you that counts.
It's what you do with what read more

Oh, my friend, it's not what they take away from you that counts.
It's what you do with what you have left.

'Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have lost at all.

'Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have lost at all.

When wealth is lost, nothing is lost;
When health is lost, something is lost;
When character is read more

When wealth is lost, nothing is lost;
When health is lost, something is lost;
When character is lost, all is lost!

One of the great penalties those of us who live our lives in full view of the public must pay read more

One of the great penalties those of us who live our lives in full view of the public must pay is the loss of that most cherished birthright of man's privacy.