The Best Ground Untilled, Soonest Runs Out

And, If I Were So Low That I Accounted Myself The Worst Of All, Yet Some Would Account Themselves In Worse Case.

Words Are As They Are Taken, And Things Are As They Are Used. There Are Even Cursed Blessings.

...covetousness, Looking More At What We Would Have Than At What We Have.

How Endless Is That Volume Which God Hath Written Of The World! Every Creature Is A Letter, Every Day A New Page.

I Have Seldom Seen Much Ostentation And Much Learning Met Together. The Sun, Rising And Declining, Makes Long Shadows; At Mid Day, When He Is Highest, None At All.