Storms Make The Oak Grow Deeper Roots.

I Know The Ways Of Pleasure, The Sweet Strains, The Lullings And The Relishes Of It.

Every Day Brings His Bread With It.

A Wolfe Will Never Make War Against Another Wolfe.

Judge Not The Preacher; For He Is Thy Judge: If Thou Mislike Him, Thou Conceiv'st Him Not. God Calleth Preaching Folly. Do Not Grudge To Pick Out Treasures From An Earthen Pot. The Worst Speak Something Good. If All Want Sense, God Takes A Text, And Preaches Patience.

Great Paines Quickly Find Ease.