Faithful Are The Wounds Of A Friend;

It Is In Vain To Expect Our Prayers To Be Heard, If We Do Not Strive As Well As Pray.

We Often Give Our Enemies The Means For Our Own Destruction.

There Was Once A Bald Man Who Sat Down After Work On A Hot Summer's Day. A Fly Came Up And Kept Buzzing About His Bald Pate, And Stinging Him From Time To Time. The Man Aimed A Blow At His Little Enemy, But — Whack — His Palm Came On His Head Instead; Again The Fly Tormented Him, But This Time The Man Was Wiser And Said: You Will Only Injure Yourself If You Take Notice Of Dispicable Enemies.

It Is One Thing To Say That Something Should Be Done, But Quite A Different Matter To Do It.

Don't Cry Over Spilt Milk.