There's Small Revenge In Words, But Words

Prodigality Of Time Produces Poverty Of Mind As Well As Of Estate.

Finding Myself To Exist In The World, I Believe I Shall, In Some Shape Or Other, Always Exist.

The Longer I Live The More Convinced I Become That God Governs In The Affairs Of Men. And Have We Now Forgotten That Powerful Friend? Or Do We Imagine We No Longer Need His Assistance.

Having Been Poor Is No Shame, But Being Ashamed Of It, Is.

A Place For Everything, Everything In Its Place.