Let cheerfulness abound with industry all this day, bring us to our beds and grant us in the end the gift of sleep.  – R L STEVENSON

Above all things, I desire to prepare myself for the life everlasting. – SIR THOMAS MORE

What is Nature’s self, but an endless strife towards music, euphony, rhyme? – W WATSON

In a strong mind fear grows up into cautious sagacity, grief into amiable tenderness.  Every man’s destiny is in his own hands. – SYDNEY SMITH

Our wills are ours, we know not how; Our wills are ours, to make them Thine.  – TENNYSON

Death itself is no greater leveller than sleep that makes all men equal, high and low.  But the waking is indeed with a difference. – GRAY

Let the hands or the head be at labour, thy heart ought nevertheless to rest in God. – JACOB BOHME [Geez these Edwardians knew how to rock]

Life is an art in which we are too often mere dabblers.  We must take our degree at the cost of our heart’s blood. – CARMEN SYLVA

I love him whose soul is deep even when wounded – NIETZCHE

You and I are old; Old age hath yet honour and  toil; Death closes all, but ere the end some work of noble note may yet be done – TENNYSON