Our Lives Are But Our

There Is A Method In Man's Wickedness; It Grows Up By Degrees.

There's Nothing That Allays An Angry Mind So Soon As A Sweet Beauty.

The Greatest Attribute Of Heaven Is Mercy.

Our Lives Are But Our Marches To The Grave.

The True Way To Gain Much, Is Never To Desire To Gain Too Much. He Is Not Rich That Possesses Much, But He That Covets No More; And He Is Not Poor That Enjoys Little, But He That Wants Too Much.