A Man consumes the Time you make him Wait In thinking of your Faults-so don't be late!
God's Road is all uphill, but do not tire; Rejoice that we may still keep climbing higher.
I hope the Vandals had thorns in their sandals
It takes a bee to get the honey out
Admitting errors clears the score and proves you wiser than before.
Porcupine, whom one must Handle, glove'd, May be Respected, but is never Loved.