A Man, Like A Watch, Is To

A Good End Cannot Sanctify Evil Means; Nor Must We Ever Do Evil That Good May Come Of It. We Are Too Ready To Retaliate, Rather Than Forgive, Or Gain By Love And Information. And Yet We Could Hurt No Man That We Believe Loves Us. Let Us, Then, Try What Love Will Do: For If Men Do Once See That We Love Them, We Should Soon Find They Would Not Harm Us. Force May Subdue, But Love Gains; And He That Forgives First, Wins The Laurel.

He That Lives In Love Lives In God.

They That Soar Too High, Often Fall Hard.

We Are Too Apt To Love Praise, But Not To Deserve It.

Content Not Thyself That Thou Art Virtuous In The General; For One Link Being Wanting, The Chain Is Defective.