Mark, How The Ready Hands Of Death

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.

He That Hath Promised Pardon On Our Repentance Hat Not Promised Life Till We Repent.

Let The Words Of A Virgin, Though In A Good Cause, And To As Good Purpose, Be Neither Violent, Many, Nor First, Nor Last; It Is Less Shame For A Virgin To Be Lost In A Blushing Silence Than To Be Found In A Bold Eloquence.

The Place Of Charity, Like That Of God, Is Everywhere.

Let The Greatest Part Of The News Thou Hearest Be The Least Part Of What Thou Believest, Lest The Greater Part Of What Thou Believest Be The Least Part Of What Is True.