The Loiterer Often Imputes Delay

Our Mere Anticipations Of Life Outrun Its Realities.

Faithful Are The Wounds Of A Friend; But The Kisses Of An Enemy Are Deceitful.

If You Wish Me Well, Do Not Stand Pitying Me, But Lend Me Some Succour As Fast As You Can; For Pity Is But Cold Comfort When One Is Up To The Chin In Water, And Within A Hair's Breadth Of Starving Or Drowning.

Kindness Is More Persuasive Than Force.

Love Can Tame The Wildest.