If The World Despises A Hypocrite, What

Economy Is A Savings-bank, Into Which Men Drop Pennies, And Get Dollars In Return.

Time Is Like Money, The Less We Have Of It To Spare The Further We Make It Go.

I Called My Cat William Because No Shorter Name Fits The Dignity Of His Character. Poor Old Man, He Has Fits Now, So I Call Him Fitz-william.

As The Flint Contains The Spark, Unknown To Itself, Which The Steel Alone Can Awaken To Life, So Adversity Often Reveals To Us Hidden Gems, Which Prosperity Or Negligence Would Forever Have Hidden.

Silence Is Said To Be Golden, But The Best Fools The World Has Ever Produced Had Nothing To Say On The Subject