The Best Doctor Gives The Least Medicines.

A Little Neglect May Breed Great Mischief. ... For Want Of A Nail, The Shoe Was Lost; For Want Of A Shoe, The Horse Was Lost; For Want Of A Horse, The Battle Was Lost; For Want Of The Battle, The War Was Lost.

One Day Is Worth A Thousand Tomorrows.

Passion Governs, And She Never Governs Wisely.

I Imagine It Great Vanity In Me To Suppose That The Supremely Perfect Does In The Least Regard Such An Inconsiderable Nothing As Man. More Especially, Since It Is Impossible For Me To Have Any Positive, Clear Idea Of That Which Is Infinite And Incomprehensible, I Cannot Conceive Otherwise Than That He, The Infinite Father, Expects Or Requires No Worship Or Praise From Us, But That He Is Even Infinitely Above It.

Dost Thou Love Life? Then Do Not Squander Time, For That Is The Stuff Life Is Made Of.