Fine sense and exalted sense are not half so useful as common sense.
A little learning is a dangerous thing; Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring.
Genuine religion is not so much a matter of feeling as a matter of principle.
What is fame? a fancied life in others' breath.
The cabinets of the sick and the closets of the dead have been ransacked to publish private letters and divulge to all mankind the most secret sentiments of friendship.
The search of our future being is but a needless, anxious, and haste to be knowing, sooner than we can, what, without all this solicitude, we shall know a little later.