Ye May Have A Greater Prince, But

When We Hang On To Resentments, We Poison Ourselves. As Compulsive Overeaters, We Cannot Afford Resentment, Since It Exacerbates Our Disease.

Brass Shines As Fair To The Ignorant As Gold To The Goldsmiths.

The Doubt Of Future Foes Exiles My Present Joy.

Who Seeketh Two Strings To One Bow, They May Shoot Strong, But Never Straight.

A Good Face Is The Best Letter Of Recommendation.