Be Content With Your Lot; One Cannot

Pray Do Not Grieve So; But Go And Take A Stone, And Place It In The Hole, And Fancy That The Gold Is Still Lying There. It Will Do You Quite The Same Service; For When The Gold Was There, You Had It Not, As You Did Not Make The Slightest Use Of It.

Keep Your Place In Life And Your Place Will Keep You

Vices Are Their Own Punishment

The Safeguards Of Virtue Are Hateful To The Evil Disposed.

There Was Once A Bald Man Who Sat Down After Work On A Hot Summer's Day. A Fly Came Up And Kept Buzzing About His Bald Pate, And Stinging Him From Time To Time. The Man Aimed A Blow At His Little Enemy, But — Whack — His Palm Came On His Head Instead; Again The Fly Tormented Him, But This Time The Man Was Wiser And Said: You Will Only Injure Yourself If You Take Notice Of Dispicable Enemies.