Prudence Is The Footprint Of Wisdom.

Man Must Have Some Recognized Stake In Society And Affairs To Knit Him Lovingly To His Kind, Or He Is Wont To Revenge Himself For Wrongs Real Or Imagined.

No One Is Promiscuous In His Way Of Dying. A Man Who Has Decided To Hang Himself Will Never Jump In Front Of A Train.

Who Loves A Garden Still His Eden Keeps.

Man Is A Living Lie--a Bitter Jest Upon Himself--a Conscious Grain Of Sand Lost In A Desert Of Unconsciousness.

Friendship Is A Plant That Loves The Sun, Thrives Ill Under Clouds.