Death is a sleep that ends our dreaming. Oh, that we may be allowed to wake before death wakes us. Votes: 3
For virtue only finds eternal Fame. Votes: 0
I desire that death find me ready and writing, or if it please Christ, praying and intears. Votes: 0
I saw the tracks of angels in the earth: the beauty of heaven walking by itself on the world. Votes: 0
Nothing mortal is enduring, and there is nothing sweet which does not presently end in bitterness. Votes: 0
Virtue is health, vice is sickness. Votes: 0