Modesty is bred of self-reverence. Fine manners are the mantle of fair minds.

We climb to heaven most often on the ruins of our cherished plans, finding our failures were successes.

One must espouse some pursuit, taking it kindly at heart and with enthusiasm.

Sympathy wanting, all is wanting; its personal magnetism is the conductor of the sacred spark that lights our atoms, puts us m human communion, and gives us to company, conversation, and ourselves.

Would Shakespeare and Raleigh have done their best, would that galaxy have shone so bright in the heavens had there been no Elizabeth on the throne?

None can teach admirably if not loving his task.

Debate is angular, conversation circular and radiant of the underlying unity.