As a well-spent day brings happy sleep, so a life well spent brings happy death.
As a well-spent day brings happy sleep, so a life well spent brings happy death.
By the same author and on kindred topics.
Hold to the now, the here, through which all future plunges to the past.
We let our pleasant days slip by unnoticed; only when bad days come do we wish the others back.
The first forty years of life give us the text; the next thirty supply the commentary on it.