Soft And Faire Goes Farre.

Skill And Confidence Are An Unconquered Army.

Everyone Thinks His Sack Heaviest.

Thou That Hast Given So Much To Me Give Me One Thing More, A Grateful Heart: Not Thankful When It Pleaseth Me, As If Thy Blessings Had Spare Days, But Such A Heart Whose Pulse May Be Thy Praise.

Send Not A Catt For Lard.

Who Will Make A Doore Of Gold Must Knock A Naile Every Day.