The Sight Of A Man Hath The

He That Hath No Hony In His Pot, Let Him Have It In His Mouth.

Church Bells Beyond The Stars Heard, The Soul's Blood, The Land Of Spices; Something Understood.

He That Respects Not Is Not Respected.

The Wind In Ones Face Makes One Wise.

We Live In An Age That Hath More Need Of Good Example Than Precepts.