Good Words Quench More Then A Bucket

All Are Presumed Good Till They Are Found At Fault.

Drought Never Brought Dearth.

If Thou Do Ill, The Joy Fades, Not The Pains. If Well, The Pain Doth Fade, The Joy Remains.

Who Is So Deafe, As He That Will Not Hear?

Punishment Is Lame, But It Comes.