Nature Is Saturated With Deity.

A Great Licentiousness Treads On The Heels Of A Reformation.

He, Who Loves The Bristle Of Bayonets, Only Sees In Their Glitter What Beforehand He Feels In His Hand.

Friends Should Be Like Books, Easy To Find When You Need Them, But Seldom Used.

Nature Is Methodical, And Doeth Her Work Well. Time Is Never To Be Hurried.

Pride Eradicates All Vices But Itself.