The Tree Falls Not At The First

Diseases Are The Tax On Pleasures.

A Light-heel'd Mother Makes A Heavy-heel'd Daughter.

The Charitable Give Out At The Door, And God Puts In At The Window.

Every Animal Is Providentially Directed To The Use Of Its Proper Weapon.

The Use Of Butterflies Is To Adorn The World And Delight The Eyes Of Men, To Brighten The Countryside, Serving Like So Many Golden Spangles To Decorate The Fields.