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• Procrastination is the thief of time.
  -- Edward Young (1684-1765) -- Night Thoughts, Night i, Line 393...
• How blessings brighten as they take their flight!
  -- Edward Young (1684-1765) - Night Thoughts, Night ii, Line 602...
• And feels a thousand deaths in fearing one.
  -- Edward Young (1684-1765) - Night Thoughts, Night iv, Line 17...
• Poor pensioner on the bounties of an hour.
  -- Edward Young (1684-1765) -- Night Thoughts, Night i, Line 67...
• All men think all men mortal but themselves.
  -- Edward Young (1684-1765) -- Night Thoughts, Night i, Line 424...
• Be wise to-day; 't is madness to defer.
  -- Edward Young (1684-1765) -- Night Thoughts, Night i, Line 390...
• To waft a feather or to drown a fly.
  -- Edward Young (1684-1765) -- Night Thoughts, Night i, Line 154...
• Tired nature's sweet restorer, balmy sleep!
  -- Edward Young (1684-1765) -- Night Thoughts, Night i, Line 1...
• Night, sable goddess! from her ebon throne, In rayless majesty, now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumbering world.
  -- Edward Young (1684-1765) -- Night Thoughts, Night i, Line 18...