Blushing Is The Colour Of Virtue.

All This And Heaven Too.

A State Of Apostasy Is Worse Than A State Of Ignorance.

No Sooner Was The Wound Given Than The Remedy Was Provided And Revealed.

Riches, In The Hands Of A Man That Is Wise And Generous, Are Good For Something, But In The Hands Of A Sordid, Sneaking, Covetous Miser, They Are Good For Nothing.

Man Takes A Great Deal Of Pains To Heap Up Riches, And They Are But Like Heaps Of Manure In The Furrows Of The Field, Good For Nothing Unless They Be Spread.