Give, But, If Possible, Spare The Poor

Le Public Ne Sait Pas Toujours De Sirer Le Vrai. Thepublicdoesnot Alwaysknowhow Todesirethetruth.

You Live As If You Were Destined To Live Forever, No Thought Of Your Frailty Ever Enters Your Head, Of How Much Time Has Already Gone By You Take No Heed. You Squander Time As If You Drew From A Full And Abundant Supply, So All The While That Day Which You Bestow On Some Person Or Thing Is Perhaps Your Last. You Have All The Fears Of Mortals And All The Desires Of Immortals… What Foolish Forgetfulness Of Mortality To Defer Wise Resolutions To The Fiftieth Or Sixtieth Year, And To Intend To Begin Life At A Point To Which Few Have Attained.

You Risk Just As Much In Being Credulous As In Being Suspicious.

The Blood Of Jesus Christ Can Cover A Multitude Of Sins, It Seems To Me.

There Is No Moral Precept That Does Not Have Something Inconvenient About It.