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Death Is A Mighty Mediator. There All The Flames Of Rage Are Extinguished, Hatred Is Appeased, And Angelic Pity, Like A Weeping Sister, Bends With Gentle And Close Embrace Over The Funeral Urn.

Wine Invents Nothing; It Only Tattles.

What Is Life Without The Radiance Of Love?

Uncommon Men Require No Common Trust; Give Him But Scope And He Will Set The Bounds.

A Beautiful Soul Has No Other Merit Than Its Own Existence.