I Have Something More To Do Than

I Hate The Man Who Eats Without Knowing What He’s Eating. I Doubt His Taste In More Important Things.

A Laugh Is Worth A Hundred Groans In Any Market.

My Motto Is: Contented With Little, Yet Wishing For More.

Judge Not Man By His Outward Manifestation Of Faith; For Some There Are Who Tremblingly Reach Out Shaking Hands To The Guidance Of Faith; Others Who Stoutly Venture In The Dark Their Human Confidence, Their Leader, Which They Mistake For Faith; Some Whose Hope Totters Upon Crutches; Others Who Stalk Into Futurity Upon Stilts. The Difference Is Chiefly Constitutional With Them.

The Measure Of Choosing Well, Is, Whether A Man Likes And Finds Good In What He Has Chosen.