Nothing's So Dainty Sweet As Lovely Melancholy.

There Is A Method In Man's Wickedness; It Grows Up By Degrees.

The Greatest Attribute Of Heaven Is Mercy.

Faith Without Works Is Like A Bird Without Wings; Though She May Hop With Her Companions On Earth, Yet She Will Never Fly With Them To Heaven.

Envy, Like The Worm, Never Runs But To The Fairest Fruit; Like A Cunning Bloodhound, It Singles Out The Fattest Deer In The Flock.

There's Nothing That Allays An Angry Mind So Soon As A Sweet Beauty.