Necessity Makes An Honest Man A Knave.

She Is Always Married Too Soon, Who Gets A Bad Husband, And She Is Never Married Too Late, Who Gets A Good One.

I Smil'd To My Self At The Sight Of This Money, O Drug! Said I Aloud, What Art Thou Good For? Thou Art Not Worth To Me, No Not The Taking Off Of The Ground, One Of Those Knives Is Worth All This Heap, I Have No Manner Of Use For Thee, E'en Remain Where Thou Art, And Go To The Bottom As A Creature Whose Life Is Not Worth Saving. However, Upon Second Thoughts, I Took It Away.

In Trouble To Be Troubled, Is To Have Your Trouble Doubled! [people Who Get Upset And Worried At The First Sign Of Misfortune Are Only Making Their Situation Worse And Thereby Doubling Their Troubles. Stay Calm And Happy. Cool And Joyful Heads Are More Likely To Survive And Prevail.]

As I Had Once Done Thus In My Breaking Away From My Parents, So I Could Not Be Content Now, But I Must Go And Leave The Happy View I Had Of Being A Rich And Thriving Man In My New Plantation, Only To Pursue A Rash And Immoderate Desire Of Rising Faster Than The Nature Of The Thing Admitted; And Thus I Cast My Self Down Again Into The Deepest Gulph Of Human Misery That Ever Man Fell Into, Or Perhaps Could Be Consistent With Life And A State Of Health In The World.

Self-destruction Is The Effect Of Cowardice In The Highest Extreme.