Forethought Spares Afterthought.

Perhaps When The Light Of Heaven Shows Us Clearly The Pitfalls And Dangers Of The Earth Road That Led To The Heavenly City, Our Sweetest Songs Of Gratitude Will Be Not For The Troubles We Have Conquered, But For Those We Have Escaped.

A Little Misgiving In The Beginning Of Things, Means Much Regret In The End Of Them.

When We Leave Society And Come Into The Presence Of Nature, We Become Children Again; And The Fictions Of Thought And Action Assumed Among Men Drop Off Like A Garment.

There Are No Little Events In Life, Those We Think Of No Consequence May Be Full Of Fate, And It Is At Our Own Risk If We Neglect The Acquaintances And Opportunities That Seem To Be Casually Offered, And Of Small Importance.

What We Buy, And Pay For, Is Part Of Ourselves.