Never Confuse Motion With Action.

To Be Thrown Upon One's Own Resources, Is To Be Cast In The Very Lap Of Fortune.

In Other Men We Faults Can Spy,/ And Blame The Mote That Dims Their Eye;/ Each Little Speck And Blemish Find;/ To Our Own Stronger Errors Blind.

Where There's No Law, There's No Bread.

Tomorrow, Every Fault Is To Be Amended; But That Tomorrow Never Comes.

We Hear Of The Conversion Of Water Into Wine At The Marriage In Cana As Of A Miracle. But This Conversion Is, Through The Goodness Of God, Made Every Day Before Our Eyes. Behold The Rain Which Descends From Heaven Upon Our Vineyards, And Which Incorporates Itself With The Grapes, To Be Changed Into Wine; A Constant Proof That God Loves Us, And Loves To See Us Happy.