The Happier The Moment The

An Object In Possession Seldom Retains The Same Charm That It Had In Pursuit.

Many Dishes Bring Many Diseases.

This Only Is Certain, That There Is Nothing Certain.

It Is This Earth That, Like A Kind Mother, Receives Us At Our Birth, And Sustains Us When Born; It Is This Alone, Of All The Elements Around Us, That Is Never Found An Enemy Of Man.

Lust Is An Enemy To The Purse, A Foe To The Person, A Canker To The Mind, A Corrosive To The Conscience, A Weakness Of The Wit, A Besotter Of The Senses, And Finally, A Mortal Bane To All The Body.