Strange Customs Do Not Thrive

Wine Invents Nothing; It Only Tattles.

Illusion Is Brief, But Repentance Is Long.

Ever Building, Building To The Clouds, Still Building Higher, And Never Reflecting That The Poor Narrow Basis Cannot Sustain The Giddy Tottering Column.

The Will Of Man Is His Happiness.

Youth Covets; Let Not This Covetousness Seduce You.