Atheists put on false courage and alacrity in the midst of their darkness and apprehensions, like children who, when they fear to go in the dark, will sing for fear.
I am satisfied to trifle away my time, rather than let it stick by me.
'Tis not a lip, or eye, we beauty call, But the joint force and full result of all.
True self-love and social are the same.
Party-spirit at best is but the madness of many for the gain of a few.
The sound must seem an echo to the sense.