Conversation Makes One What He Is.

Call Me Not An Olive, Till Thou See Me Gathered.

Bee Not Idle And You Shall Not Bee Longing.

For Want Of A Naile The Shoe Is Lost, For Want Of A Shoe The Horse Is Lost, For Want Of A Horse The Rider Is Lost.

Doe What Thou Oughtest, And Come What Come Can.

Nothing Is To Be Presumed On, Or Despaired Of.