Death will have his day.—Shakespeare.
Death comes but once.—Beaumont and Fletcher.
It is not I who die, when I die, but my sin and misery.—Gotthold.
Death is the crown of life.—Young.
So live, that, when thy summons comes to join
The innumerable caravan, that moves
To that mysterious realm, where each shall take
His chamber in the silent halls of death,
Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night,
Scourged to his dungeon; but sustain'd and sooth'd
By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave,
Like one that draws the drapery of his couch
About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
—Bryant.
Debt.—Who goes a-borrowing goeth a-sorrowing.—Tusser.
Creditors have better memories than debtors; and creditors are a superstitious sect, great observers of set days and times.—Franklin.
Man hazards the condition and loses the virtues of freeman, in proportion as he accustoms his thoughts to view without anguish or shame his lapse into the bondage of debtor.—Lytton.
Paying of debts is, next to the grace of God, the best means in the world to deliver you from a thousand temptations to sin and vanity.—Delany.
Run not into debt, either for wares sold, or money borrowed; be content to want things that are not of absolute necessity, rather than to run up the score.—Sir M. Hale.