Even The Best Things Ill Used Become

Society Is The Atmosphere Of Souls; And We Necessarily Imbibe From It Something Which Is Either Infectious Or Healthful.

He Is A Very Humble Man, That Thinks Not Himself Better Than Some Others.

As You See In A Pair Of Bellows, There Is A Forced Breath Without Life, So In Those That Are Puffed Up With The Wind Of Ostentation, There May Be Charitable Words Without Works.

Words Are As They Are Taken, And Things Are As They Are Used. There Are Even Cursed Blessings.

Mark In What Order: First, Our Calling; Then, Our Election; Not Beginning With Our Election First. By Our Calling, Arguing Our Election.