I Wish Thee As Much Pleasure In

Be Neither Too Early In The Fashion, Nor Too Long Out Of It, Nor Too Precisely In It; What Custom Hath Civilized Is Become Decent, Till Then Ridiculous; Where The Eye Is The Jury Thy Apparel Is The Evidence.

Too Much Is A Vanity; Enough Is A Feast.

If God Send Thee A Cross, Take It Up Willingly And Follow Him. Use It Wisely, Lest It Be Unprofitable. Bear It Patiently, Lest It Be Intolerable. If It Be Light, Slight It Not. If It Be Heavy, Murmur Not. After The Cross Is The Crown.

If Opinion Hath Lighted The Lamp Of Thy Name, Endeavor To Encourage It With Thy Own Oil, Lest It Go Out And Stink; The Chronical Disease Of Popularity Is Shame; If Thou Be Once Up, Beware; From Fame To Infamy Is A Beaten Road.

A Lamb Appears A Lion, And We Fear Each Bush We See's A Bear.