Heaven trims our lamps while we sleep.
Who speaks to the instincts speaks to the deepest in mankind, and finds the readiest response.
There is virtue in country houses, in gardens and orchards, in fields, streams and groves, in rustic recreations and plain manners, that neither cities nor universities enjoy.
A man defines his standing at the court of chastity by his views of women.
Egotists cannot converse, they talk to themselves only.
Ideas in the head set hands about their several tasks.