Friends Are Good,--good, If Well Chosen.

Vice Came In Always At The Door Of Necessity, Not At The Door Of Inclination.

I Could Not Forbear Getting Up To The Top Of A Little Mountain, And Looking Out To Sea, In Hopes Of Seeing A Ship : Then Fancy That, At A Vast Distance, I Spied A Sail, Please Myself With The Hopes Of It, And, After Looking Steadily, Till I Was Almost Blind, Lose It Quite, And Sit Down And Weep Like A Child, And Thus Increase My Misery By My Folly.

All The Good Things Of The World Are No Further Good To Us Than As They Are Of Use; And Of All We May Heap Up We Enjoy Only As Much As We Can Use, And No More.

This Grieved Me Heartily ; And Now I Saw, Though Too Late, The Folly Of Beginning A Work Before We Count The Cost, And Before We Judge Rightly Of Our Own Strength To Go Through With It.

No Shoots, Says Friday, No Yet, Me Shoot Now, Me No Kill; Me Stay, Give You One More Laugh.