Men Are Like Wine,--not Good Before The

Virtue Dwells At The Head Of A River, To Which We Cannot Get But By Rowing Against The Stream.

To Trust God When We Have Securities In Our Iron Chest Is Easy, But Not Thankworthy; But To Depend On Him For What We Cannot See, As It Is More Hard For Man To Do, So It Is More Acceptable To God.

Promises May Get Friends, But It Is Performance That Must Nurse And Keep Them.

A Combed Writing Will Cost Both Sweat And The Rubbing Of The Brain. And Combed I Wish It, Not Frizzled Or Curled.

Take Heed Of A Speedy Professing Friend; Love Is Never Lasting Which Flames Before It Burns.