The Proof Of The Pudding Is The

They Must Take Me For A Fool, Or Even Worse, A Lunatic. And No Wonder ,for I Am So Intensely Conscious Of My Misfortune And My Misery Is So Overwhelming That I Am Powerless To Resist It And Am Being Turned Into Stone, Devoid Of All Knowledge Or Feeling.

Be Brief, For No Talk Can Please When Too Long. Being Prepared Is Half The Victory.

God Bears With The Wicked, But Not Forever.

The Pitcher Goes So Often To The Fountain That If Gets Broken.

Heaven's Help Is Better Than Early Rising.