The Fool Wanders, A Wise Man Travels.

He That Falls Into Sin Is A Man; That Grieves At It, Is A Saint; That Boasteth Of It, Is A Devil.

It Is Said That The Darkest Hour Of The Night Comes Just Before The Dawn.

The Worse The Passage The More Welcome The Port.

Memory Depends Very Much On The Perspicuity, Regularity, And Order Of Our Thoughts. Many Complain Of The Want Of Memory, When The Defect Is In The Judgment; And Others, By Grasping At All, Retain Nothing.

Friendships Multiply Joys And Divide Griefs.