Extractions From a Philosopher In His 94th Summer

Don't shoot unless you mean to kill; Don't push a boulder up a hill; Don't show your hand or break your face; Each word has its time and place; Give until they have their due; Compared to blessings, pains are few; Welcome with an open heart; Fulfill your role and play your part; There is always more turf to roam; Daily one must brush and comb; Sugar's no secret to the ants; The sun rises on another chance; The sooner one sleeps, the sooner one wakes; Character is held in the handshake; No man on earth can build a tree; When the eyes are closed, one cannot see; Life can be long, life can be short; One might regret a rash retort; The rake's as useful as the man; One should help others whenever one can; With strangers have an unaffected mood; At once, express your gratitude; Our souls but dwell in flesh and bones; At no one's house throw any stones; Everyone is dumb at something; Both ways the pendulum shall swing; Joy can be carried across the earth; Every shortfall has its own worth; Who never climbed can likewise fall; The bird is known by its tone and call; The prudent have a harnessed tongue; The rag that's wet has not been wrung; What you put in, you get it back; There is nothing the greatful lack; A person wears the shoes that fit; Speakers of lies fall in their pit; Feathers fall from beating wings; Unknown is what patience brings; One can be blindied by the light; Do not provoke to start a fight; There always is more work to do; One cannot name what one never knew; One can't recall what has been thrown; One reaps the fruit of what's been sown; Water is the dearest drink; A body's free because it can think; The sweetest is the darkest plumb and the best is yet to come!