Let the dead bury their dead.

Let the dead bury their dead.

Soft and faire goes farre.

Soft and faire goes farre.

'Tis all in vain to keep a constant pother
About one vice and fall into another.

'Tis all in vain to keep a constant pother
About one vice and fall into another.

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.

God tempers the wind to the shorn lamb.

God tempers the wind to the shorn lamb.

Know thy opportunity.

Know thy opportunity.

He that is slow to anger is better than the mighty; and he that
ruleth his spirit than he read more

He that is slow to anger is better than the mighty; and he that
ruleth his spirit than he that taketh a city.

All griefes with bread are lesse.

All griefes with bread are lesse.

The Rich knowes not who is his friend.

The Rich knowes not who is his friend.