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• A death-bed 's a detector of the heart.
  -- Edward Young (1684-1765) - Night Thoughts, Night ii, Line 641...
• How blessings brighten as they take their flight!
  -- Edward Young (1684-1765) - Night Thoughts, Night ii, Line 602...
• The spirit walks of every day deceased.
  -- Edward Young (1684-1765) - Night Thoughts, Night ii, Line 180...
• Whose yesterdays look backwards with a smile.
  -- Edward Young (1684-1765) - Night Thoughts, Night ii, Line 334...
• Too low they build, who build beneath the stars.
  -- Edward Young (1684-1765) - Night Thoughts, Night viii, Line 215...
• Thoughts shut up want air, And spoil, like bales unopen'd to the sun.
  -- Edward Young (1684-1765) - Night Thoughts, Night ii, Line 466...
• I 've lost a day!"--the prince who nobly cried, Had been an emperor without his crown.
  -- Edward Young (1684-1765) - Night Thoughts, Night ii, Line 99...
• Thy purpose firm is equal to the deed: Who does the best his circumstance allows Does well, acts nobly
  angels could no more. -- Edward Young (1684-1765) - Night Thoughts, Night ii, Line 90...
• Ah, how unjust to Nature and himself Is thoughtless, thankless, inconsistent man!
  -- Edward Young (1684-1765) - Night Thoughts, Night ii, Line 112...