As You Have Sown So Shall You

There Is No Grief Which Time Does Not Lessen And Soften.

Next To God We Are Nothing. To God We Are Everything.

These (literary) Studies Are The Food Of Youth, And Consolation Of Age; They Adorn Prosperity, And Are The Comfort And Refuge Of Adversity; They Are Pleasant At Home, And Are No Incumbrance Abroad; They Accompany Us At Night, In Our Travels, And In Our Rural Retreats.

In Our Amusements A Certain Limit Is To Be Placed That We May Not Devote Ourselves To A Life Of Pleasure And Thence Fall Into Immorality.

A Thankful Heart Is Not Only The Greatest Virtue But The Parent Of All The Other Virtues.