The Most Exquisite Folly Is Made Of

The Discontented Man Finds No Easy Chair.

Industry Need Not Wish, And He That Lives Upon Hopes Will Die Fasting. There Are No Gains Without Pains. He That Hath A Trade Hath An Estate, And He That Hath A Calling Hath An Office Of Profit And Honor; But Then The Trade Must Be Worked At And The Calling Followed, Or Neither The Estate Nor The Office Will Enable Us To Pay Our Taxes. If We Are Industrious, We Shall Never Starve; For At The Workingman's House Hunger Looks In, But Dares Not Enter. Nor Will The Bailiff Or The Constable Enter, For Industry Pays Debts, While Idleness And Neglect Increase Them.

A Word To The Wise Is Enough, And Many Words Won't Fill A Bushel.

Those Have A Short Lent Who Owe Money To Be Paid At Easter.

Genius Is Nothing But A Greater Aptitude For Patience.