If You Have Something To Do Tomorrow,

Mary's Mouth Cost Her Nothing For She Never Opens It But At Others' Expense.

The Exact Quantity And Quality Being Found Out, Is To Be Kept To Constantly.

I Have Thought That Wild Flowers Might Be The Alphabet Of Angels, — Whereby They Write On Hills And Fields Mysterious Truths, Which It Is Not Given Our Fallen Nature To Understand.

Better Slip With Foot Than Tongue.

Beware The Hobby That Eats.