The pure and noble, the graceful and dignified, simplicity of language is nowhere in such perfection as in the Scriptures and Homer. The whole book of Job, with regard both to sublimity of thought and morality, exceeds, beyond all comparison, the most noble parts of Homer.
When much dispute has past, we find our tenets just the same as last.
Love finds an altar for forbidden fires.
The villain's censure is extorted praise.
The ruling passion, be it what it will. The ruling passion conquers reason still.
In lazy apathy let stoics boast, their virtue fixed, 'tis fixed as in a frost.