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Its Never To Late To Get Back On Your Feet Though We Wont Live Forever Make Sure You Accomplish What You Were Put Here For

My Dear Son... Remember That You Are Accountable To Your Maker For All Your Words And Actions.

If We Expect To Inherit The Blessings Of Our Fathers, We Should Return A Little More To Their Primitive Simplicity Of Manners.

We Have Too Many High-sounding Words, And Too Few Actions That Correspond With Them.

Men Of Sense In All Ages Abhor Those Customs Which Treat Us Only As The Vassals Of Your Sex.