Heaven from all creatures hides the book of Fate.

The character of covetousness, is what a man generally acquires more through some niggardliness or ill grace in little and inconsiderable things, than in expenses of any consequence.

Nothing is more certain than much of the force; as well as grace, of arguments or instructions depends their conciseness.

Know then thyself, presume not God to scan; The proper study of mankind is man.

That, chang'd thro' all and yet in all the same, Great in the Earth as in th' Ætherial frame, Warms in the Sun, refreshes in the Breeze, Glows in the Stars, and blossoms in the Trees... Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part... Submit - in this, or any other Sphere, Secure to be as blest as thou canst bear. All Nature is but Art, unknown to thee; All Chance, Direction which thou canst not see; All Discord, Harmony not understood... All partial Evil, universal Good.

A brain of feathers, and a heart of lead.

Aurora now, fair daughter of the dawn, Sprinkled with rosy light the dewy lawn.