Wit in conversation is only a readiness of thought and a facility of expression, or a quick conception and an easy delivery.

Fear not the anger of the wise to raise; Those best can bear reproof who merit praise.

Now warm in love, now with'ring in my bloom Lost in a convent's solitary gloom!

Conceit is to nature what paint is to beauty; it is not only needless, but it impairs what it would improve.

How shall I lose the sin, yet keep the sense, and love the offender, yet detest the offence?

What bosom beast not in his country's cause?

I find myself hoping a total end of all the unhappy divisions of mankind by party-spirit, which at best is but the madness of many for the gain of a few.