The Idle Man Is The Devil's Cushion.

Moderation Is The Silken String Running Through The Pearl Chain Of All Virtues.

Death Did Not First Strike Adam, The First Sinful Man, Nor Cain, The First Hypocrite, But Abel, The Innocent And Righteous. The First Soul That Met With Death, Overcame Death; The First Soul That Parted From Earth Went To Heaven. Death Argues Not Displeasure, Because He Whom God Loved Best Dies First, And The Murderer Is Punished With Living.

There Is No Word Or Action But May Be Taken With Two Hands,--either With The Right Hand Of Charitable Construction, Or The Sinister Interpretation Of Malice And Suspicion; And All Things Do Succeed As They Are Taken. To Construe An Evil, Action Well Is But A Pleasing And Profitable Deceit To Myself; But To Misconstrue A Good Thing Is A Treble Wrong,--to Myself, The Action, And The Author.

Sorrows, Because They Are Lingering Guests, I Will Entertain But Moderately, Knowing That The More They Are Made Of The Longer They Will Continue: And For Pleasures, Because They Stay Not, And Do But Call To Drink At My Door, I Will Use Them As Passengers With Slight Respect. He Is His Own Best Friend That Makes The Least Of Both Of Them.

Seldom Was Any Knowledge Given To Keep, But To Impart; The Grace Of This Rich Jewel Is Lost In Concealment.