He That Avoideth Not Small Faults, By

The End Of All Is Death And Man's Life Passeth Away Suddenly As A Shadow.

Blessed Is The Pilgrim, Who In Every Place, And At All Times Of This His Banishment In The Body, Calling Upon The Holy Name Of Jesus, Calleth To Mind His Native Heavenly Land, Where His Blessed Master, The King Of Saints And Angels, Waiteth To Receive Him. Blessed Is The Pilgrim Who Seeketh Not An Abiding Place Unto Himself In This World; But Longeth To Be Dissolved, And Be With Christ In Heaven.

If You Can Talk And It's Convenient To Talk, Try To Say Things That Edify.

Be Not Angry That You Cannot Make Others As You Wish Them To Be, Since You Cannot Make Yourself As You Wish To Be.

Wheresoever We Seek Our Own, There We Fall From Love.