The Covetous Man Never Has Money. The

The Burnt Child Dreads The Fire.

The Man That Is Once Hated, Both His Good And His Evil Deeds Oppress Him.

Success Hath Made Me Wanton.

Books Are Faithful Repositories, Which May Be Awhile Neglected Or Forgotten, But When They Are Opened Again, Will Again Impart Their Instruction.

Money Never Made Any Man Rich, But His Mind. He That Can Order Himself To The Law Of Nature, Is Not Only Without The Sense, But The Fear Of Poverty.