Gold Is A Wonderful Clearer Of The

Wine Displays Every Little Spot Of The Soul In Its Utmost Deformity.

See In What Peace A Christian Can Die.

It Is Only Imperfection That Complains Of What Is Imperfect. The More Perfect We Are The More Gentle And Quiet We Become Towards The Defects Of Others.

Arguments Out Of A Pretty Mouth Are Unanswerable.

Peaceable Times Are The Best To Live In, Though Not So Proper To Furnish Materials For A Writer.