Virtue Is The Truest Nobility.

The Little Birds Have God For Their Caterer.

Let Everyone Turn Himself Around, And Look At Home, And He Will Find Enough To Do.

Riches Are Of Little Avail In Many Of The Calamities To Which Mankind Are Liable.

Her Father Guarded Her, And She Guarded Herself; For There Are No Padlocks, Bolts, Or Bars, That Secure A Maiden Better Than Her Own Reserve.

The Virtuous Woman Must Be Treated Like A Relic - Adored, But Not Handled; She Should Be Guarded And Prized, Like A Fine Flower-garden, The Beauty And Fragrance Of Which The Owner Allows Others To Enjoy Only At A Distance, And Through Iron Walls.