Such Antics Do Not Amount To A

And Too Soon Marred Are Those So Early Made.

Love's Gentle Spring Doth Always Fresh Remain.

Every Cloud Engenders Not A Storm.

When We Mean To Build, We First Survey The Plot, Then Draw The Model; And When We See The Figure Of The House, Then Must We Rate The Cost Of The Erection.

The Web Of Our Life Is Of A Mingled Yarn, Good And Ill Together.