Shame Is No Comrade For The Poor,

Some Things You Will Think Of Yourself,...some Things God Will Put Into Your Mind

Men In Their Generations Are Like The Leaves Of The Trees. The Wind Blows And One Year's Leaves Are Scattered On The Ground; But The Trees Burst Into Bud And Put On Fresh Ones When The Spring Comes Round.

And Heaven, That Every Virtue Bears In Mind, E'en To The Ashes Of The Just Is Kind.

Even A Fool Learns Something Once It Hits Him.

After The Event, Even A Fool Is Wise.