A Man Nearly Sixty Is

I Wear The Key Of Memory, And Can Open Every Door In The House Of My Life.

Death Is Like The Setting Of The Sun. The Sun Never Sets; Life Never Ceases. ... We Think The Sun Sets, And It Never Ceases Shining; We Think Our Friends Die, And They Never Cease Living.

The Inevitable Has Always Found Me Ready And Hopeful.

... Though Mathematics May Teach A Man How To Build A Bridge, It Is What The Scotch Universities Call The Humanities, That Teach Him To Be Civil And Sweet-tempered.

What Is Unreasonable Is Irrefutable.