Festive Alcohol Sometimes Leads To An Excess

I Throw Myself Down In My Chamber, And I Call In, And Invite God, And His Angels Thither, And When They Are There, I Neglect God And His Angels, For The Noise Of A Fly, For The Rattling Of A Coach, For The Whining Of A Door.

Men Perish With Whispering Sins-nay, With Silent Sins, Sins That Never Tell The Conscience That They Are Sins, As Often With Crying Sins; And In Hell There Shall Meet As Many Men That Never Thought What Was Sin, As That Spent All Their Thoughts In The Compassing Of Sin.

As Peace Is Of All Goodness, So War Is An Emblem, A Hieroglyphic, Of All Misery.

All Occasions Invite His Mercies, And All Times Are His Seasons.

Chastity Is Not Chastity In An Old Man, But A Disability To Be Unchaste.