The Care Of God For Us Is

The Man That Isn't Jolly After Drinking Is Just A Drivelling Idiot, To My Thinking.

It Was My Tongue That Swore; My Heart Is Unsworn.

The Brash Unbridled Tongue, The Lawless Folly Of Fools, Will End In Pain. But The Life Of Wise Content Is Blest With Quietness, Escapes The Storm And Keeps Its House Secure.

Whoso Neglects Learning In His Youth, Loses The Past And Is Dead For The Future.

The Fiercest Anger Of All, The Most Incurable, Is That Which Rages In The Place Of Dearest Love.