He That Hath Promised Pardon On Our

False World, Thou Ly'st: Thou Canst Not Lend The Least Delight: Thy Favours Cannot Gain A Friend, They Are So Slight.

In Thy Apparel Avoid Singularity, Profuseness, And Gaudiness. Be Not Too Early In The Fashion, Nor Too Late. Decency Is Half Way Between Affectation And Neglect. The Body Is The Shell Of The Soul, Apparel Is The Husk Of That Shell; The Husk Often Tells You What The Kernel Is.

Hath Any Wronged Thee? Be Bravely Revenged; Slight It, And The Work Is Begun; Forgive It, And It Is Finished; He Is Below Himself That Is Not Above An Injury.

Seest Thou Good Days? Prepare For Evil Times. No Summer But Hath Its Winter. He Never Reaped Comfort In Adversity That Sowed Not In Prosperity.

What Money Creates, Money Preserves: If Thy Wealth Decays, Thy Honor Dies; It Is But A Slippery Happiness Which Fortunes Can Give, And Frowns Can Take; And Not Worth The Owning Which A Night's Fire Can Melt, Or A Rough Sea Can Drown.