And almost everyone when age, disease, or sorrows strike him, inclines to think there is a God, or something very like him.
Grace is given of god, but knowledge is bought in the market.
Thou shalt not covet; but tradition approves all forms of competition.
In front, the sun climbs slow, how slowly, but westward, look, the land is bright.
If hopes were dupes, fears may be liars.
Out of sight is out of mind.