It's More Paine To Doe Nothing Then

He Who Has The Pepper May Season As He Lists.

Although It Raine, Throw Not Away Thy Watering Pot.

The Fish Adores The Bait.

Give Me Simplicity, That I May Live, So Live And Like, That I May Know Thy Ways, Know Them And Practise Them: Then Shall I Give For This Poor Wreath, Give Thee A Crown Of Praise.

Every Path Hath A Puddle.