5 posted on 01/11/2019 10:23:10 AM PST by Salamander
(Death makes angels of us all, and give us wings where we once had shoulders, smooth as ravens' claws)
24 posted on 01/11/2019 10:39:40 AM PST by Carriage Hill
(A society grows great when old men plant trees, in whose shade they know they will never sit.)