He Is Rich Who Hath Enough To

The Created World Is But A Small Parenthesis In Eternity.

Light That Makes Things Seen, Makes Some Things Invisible.

It Is The Common Wonder Of All Men, How Among So Many Million Faces, There Should Be None Alike.

Charity But How Shall We Expect Charity Towards Others, When We Are Uncharitable To Ourselves? Charity Begins At Home, Is The Voice Of The World; Yet Is Every Man His Greatest Enemy, And, As It Were, His Own Executioner.

Let Age, Not Envy, Draw Wrinkles On Thy Cheeks.