Haste Is Of The Devil.

Even While Living In The World, The Heart Of Mary Was So Filled With Motherly Tenderness And Compassion For Men That No-one Ever Suffered So Much For Their Own Pains, As Mary Suffered For The Pains Of Her Children.

Love Is Not To Be Purchased, And Affection Has No Price.

While Truth Is Always Bitter, Pleasantness Waits Upon Evildoing.

Vanity Is Truly The Motive Power That Moves Humanity, And It Is Flattery That Greases The Wheels.

The Friendship That Can Cease Has Never Been Real.