Conscience And Wealth Are Not Always Neighbors.

We Have Not An Hour Of Life In Which Our Pleasures Relish Not Some Pain, Our Sours, Some Sweetness.

Giants In Their Promises, But Those Obtained, Weak Pigmies In Their Performance.

The Soul Is Strong That Trusts In Goodness.

Petitions, Not Sweetened With Gold, Are But Unsavory And Oft Refused; Or, If Received, Are Pocketed, Not Read.

The Over Curious Are Not Over Wise.