No Man Becomes Bad All At Once.

The Grape Becomes Tinted From The Grape It Comes In Contact With.

Whatever Guilt Is Perpetrated By Some Evil Prompting, Is Grievous To The Author Of The Crime. This Is The First Punishment Of Guilt That No One Who Is Guilty Is Acquitted At The Judgment Seat Of His Own Conscience.

Let The Straight-limbed Laugh At The Club-footed, The White Skinned At The Blackamoor.

The Tongue Is The Vile Slave's Vilest Part.

For The Short-lived Bloom And Contracted Span Of Brief And Wretched Life Is Fast Fleeting Away! While We Are Drinking And Calling For Garlands, Ointments, And Women, Old Age Steals Swiftly On With Noiseless Step.