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Perhaps they are not stars, but rather openings in heaven where the love of our lost ones pours through and read more
Perhaps they are not stars, but rather openings in heaven where the love of our lost ones pours through and shines down upon us to let us know they are happy.
Ease and honour are seldom bed-fellows.
Ease and honour are seldom bed-fellows.
The excesses of our youth are drafts upon our old age, payable
with interest about thirty years after date.
The excesses of our youth are drafts upon our old age, payable
with interest about thirty years after date.
He that sings on friday, will weepe on Sunday.
He that sings on friday, will weepe on Sunday.
He who would have the kernel must crack the shell.
He who would have the kernel must crack the shell.
Comparisons are odious.
Comparisons are odious.
The silent countenance often speaks with expressive eloquence.
The silent countenance often speaks with expressive eloquence.
Criticks are like brushers of Noblemens cloaths.
Criticks are like brushers of Noblemens cloaths.
