Mend When Thou Canst; Be Better At

A Very Little Thief Of Occasion Will Rob You Of A Great Deal Of Patience.

This Thought Is As A Death.

Death, As The Psalmist Saith, Is Certain To All, All Shall Die.

What, Shall One Of Us, That Struck For The Foremost Man Of All This World But For Supporting Robbers--shall We Now Contaminate Our Fingers With Base Bribes, And Sell The Mighty Space Of Our Large Honors For So Much Trash As May Be Grasped Thus?

His Forward Voice Now Is To Speak Well Of His Friend. His Backward Voice Is To Utter Foul Speeches And To Detract.