Marry Your Son When You Will, But

The Eye Of The Master Will Do More Work Than Both His Hands.

Speak With Contempt Of None, From Slave To King, The Meanest Bee Hath, And Will Use, A Sting.

It Is Hard For An Empty Bag To Stand Upright.

Behold The Rain Which Descends From Heaven Upon Our Vineyards; There It Enters The Roots Of The Vines, To Be Changed Into Wine; A Constant Proof That God Loves Us, And Loves To See Us Happy.

Don't Go To The Doctor With Every Distemper, Nor To The Lawyer With Every Quarrel, Nor To The Pot For Every Thirst.