Idleness Is The Dead Sea That Swallows

Did Not Strong Connections Draw Me Elsewhere, I Believe Scotland Would Be The Country I Would Choose To End My Days In.

He That Drinks His Cyder Alone, Let Him Catch His Horse Alone.

Here Skugg Lies Snug As A Bug In A Rug.

Do Not Anticipate Trouble, Or Worry About What May Never Happen. Keep In The Sunlight.

Great Spenders Are Bad Lenders.